N. B. C. — текст песни (Charli Baltimore)





Artist: charli baltimore f/ camron, noreaga





<this is the way it should sound>

This is the way it should sound



Intro: camron (noreaga)



Ya heard (what what)

Yo b, we dont even like half these faggott niggas anyway

(what what what)

Im on my own muthafuckin wheel (yeah, what what what)

You know what Im sayin

The real shit, you know b



My black family (what what what)

Slick finga (clah clah clah)

Harlem world eatin (yeah yeah)

Charli baltimore (what what what)

Nore (yeah yeah what what what)

Camron nigga (yeah yeah)

Killa cam nigga (what what what)

Yeah yeah yeah yeah



[camron]

Yo, all around I rip this

The song had to clip it

The cats in the street, nearly killing over snippets

Birds out to feed em bread, so he can eat her head

Im almost 21, but I still pee in the bed

Had to flead the feds, all be trife

And I got a crush on edith (who, archies wife!)

Yo not monaghomy, pornograhy

On the outside, lookin apauled you see

Tell my girls, I really like photography

On snap shots naked, the wildest boys

First night, head whop, and our salads tossed

While you in a mean neon, Im with celine dion

Throw her in the bed, she the next one I pee on



Say what bitch

Phase two

Yeah yeah

What what what

What what

What what what

What what what

What what what

Split that ass yo

Split that ass

Yeah uh, what

Yo yo yo



[noreaga]

Yo, n-o-r-e eatin

Fuck yall, niggas get hurt

You know I rock a soul train wit a camrons shirt

Doin cartwheels, all my niggas got hot wheels

You a double a-r god, the bluntiest

You know we throw away, blunts for my niggas thats dead

Pour a law liqour, drink a long ligga

Then again I never beat, for my nigga digga

You know I got, navigators, so we wont get lost

N-o-r-e eatin, these queens niggas call me the force

At the airainment, thugged out

Untertainment, throw around and fuck em if the judge say shit

And I - get - what - niggas face it



[charli baltimore]

Fools aint ever know, the ghettos be the baddest click

Charlis angels, tangle with devils - advocate

Hoes mad cause our pussys got the fattest clits

Its estatic shit, how we gon have a bitch

Under pressure, the un undress her

Thats a tester, thats just the best flirt, to the best skirt

Ever make it to networks

Like n.b.c., n.o.r.e., bmore and camron

Anything we put our hands on, soak up like a tampon, plan on

For puttin out the hottest lps

Since - shiiit yo, you gon have to tell me

Cause this is hip hop, meneaja twat

And yall jealous cause what Im fuckin wit the two hottest

Underground fellas, what!



Chorus (noreaga, baltimore, camron)



Aye yo iraq, harlem world, philly

<san juan> un-shit

N.o.r.e., charli, camron

Mansons, stasons, richards

<plan on>

Cali, houston, new york

<jam on>

Aye yo iraq, harlem world, philly

<san juan> un-shit

N.o.r.e., charli, camron

Atlanta, chi-town, v.a.

<plan on>

D.c., n.c., s.c.

<jam on>



[charli]

What!



[camron]

Yo, all on the ballers shit

Nore, but we could call a chick

Head is what we all could get, biggest to the smallest dick

She gon swallow all of it

Harlem gon have a ball with that

After I get her pregnant, yo we goin to the mall with it



[noreaga]

Yeah nigga, you know the lie, fuck that bitch

The only reason I dont kiss her, is cause she sucked his dick

Yo I dont even try ta, us up bro

Fuck dat hoe

Pussy stinkin anyway, let her go



[charli baltimore]

Yo yall niggas stay fuckin with them grimmy chicks

On the real though, I wonder where yall find these chicks

The rest is evident, Im the type to split on niggas

But if they right, Ill fuck around and spit on niggas

And if they into that hot shit, Ill let em hit my spot quick

But first they gotta pop shit

If not then they gettin drop kicked

And I like em all, black jack yall

Near 21, all others gettin cut cut

So be it, you see me!



Chorus (noreaga, baltimore, camron)



Aye yo iraq, harlem world, philly

<san juan> un-shit

N.o.r.e., charli, camron

Mansons, stasons, richards

<plan on>

Cali, houston, new york

<jam on>

Aye yo iraq, harlem world, philly

<san juan> un-shit

N.o.r.e., charli, camron

Atlanta, chi-town, v.a.

<plan on>

D.c., n.c., s.c.

<jam on>



[charli]

What! <what what what>



(music till fade)



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