Havin` a Ball — текст песни (Flesh–N–Bone)

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[Intro]
Uhh, Huhh, Uhh, Huhh, Uhh, Huhh, Uhh, Huhh, Yeah

[Chorus 4x]
Cleveland better believe in we stay thieveing
Neverly sieving ur
Flesh-n-Bone`s better Mo` Thug not havin` a ball

[Verse 1: Flesh –N-Bone]
Walking – on, on the side frustrated my mask
Poppin` up my clips off, when I then looked up and saw
All the police men chasing me now, they coming in, fuck the law
Y`all nigga 5th dawg run still slip with the witness
See the niggaz filled with psycho parts of a maniac
Who feel run, hover like eternal steel
Peelin` them ass off the ground, put them in a body bag
Now, I am that I am, The I am, the doctor of the C-town
Cleveland betta` believe in we stay thievin`, neverly sieving
Hammer but trieving, But see, with reason
Even peelin` to their ear-drum bleeding, pipping you talk shit
When I pop off this heat, then I`ma fix it
Betta` go get tricks 4 your guilts, cause I`m explicit
All my flavours makes say this thang pop
To pack to the green side, No noop on the hill, They got kurupt
Listen and every-one got, so pop shit keeps his ass on my
Heavenly nigga but nigga` that`s getting` you fools
And not to abuse, I pick up my dues, the jews
They used to cause you damage, let off my u--- zzi
Kind of but let this silence my man, kind of vault slag the movie
Now who`s the one drink- then the remy?
Pour some G-thug-G (chill)

(Chorus)

[Verse 2: Flesh–n–Bone]
Yeah, East `99` Eternal thugsta`
How many time they come and kick pick this shit
So weaken it off ground
Hangin` You good thug level, straight off the top
You betta` be given no hand, finna get down and swing I`m doin` my thang
No pain, No pain, No pain, No fame, fuck the fame
Gimme that green, all that-that makes me holla
When I collect with that fat chin, get it back on cheque
Quick, be, flesh flash back to decision, finna get started
Gotta drop peace to my city, lovin` my city, tha land of the heartless
Don`t squash shit, living the evils to try some shit
Then you get direct up if I pulled, slayed so many swisha
Waggin` nigga` nay`s neck for mine
All you playa` hatas collect your papers when I kitchen now
Oohhh, when I do keep my ready due suite, street sleep y`all cool
If I have to take this thugsta` thinkin` I` m still the man
Buggin` this niggaz hand, and the captain`s hand
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Me eternity never stay hardcore
Then the coast got to keep, pip real, I gotta pop my steel
Then if I picture clack-back, it burst, my will

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Flesh-n-Bone]
And I work like a bulldozer
Tha reason I grind, but I crept and I came, easily tamed
Because they thought it can hang now, beat`em up bats-n-chain
Nigga my name remain insane whenever I`m havin` a ball
Cleveland we stay thieving, even if I couldn`t come to your town
Y` all get with the 5th dawg. Just let me know what you requestin`
Idle mind put off the thrift, back in the days gotta rap
When I sold drop-top, Hitherto fish out what you need
Karti suits, stockin` it out the boot, no skullies, no braces, no magnum
Pack all that two thugs, over the boss now gimme your forty-ounce spadle
Them hoes undoing my platinum, I`m try`na sweep`em off with the broom
But which one they be setting my nuts so hard
Sometimes I have to use a vacuum
Remember that gangsta` gangsta
Nigga that did it got thugsta` thugsta
Then if your ass to point to point
Then this hoe ass can shake the fuck up
Wheneva` you feel my kung-fus talkin`, you betta` close your mouth
Than if you wants to interrupt in my fakin` game
I`m knockin` your teeth out
Peace packin` these slugs like P.O.D., pap, pap, tricks
Tellin` me tell you somethang
Cause if you ain`t timely, picked up shit and rob the slugs

[Chorus] until fade









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