Won — текст песни (Pacewon)

[Pacewon]
Yo! Waitin at your house with a twelve gauge pump
Throw me on stage, I make the place jump
Rockin over breaks until my day come
Reppin the East coast dawg (Pacewon!)
I got my eyes on the pie and I`m takin a cut
I don`t play no games, my tools stay in the trunk
So if a nucca break fool I`ll be sprayin him up
Who be talkin that Rah Rah shit? (Pacewon!)
Aiyyo I rip fools quick like I flip through whips
Roll down your block in a big new 6
Braggin bout the place where the chicks do tricks
Let `em know, who da shit in Da Bricks? (Pacewon!) Like

[Chorus]
Yo, gimme your G, gimme your funds, yo
Gotta be me, I gotta be Won, yo
Gimme some weed, gimme a blunt, yo
Gotta be me, gotta be Won

I like ghetto.. music.. ghetto.. music..
Ghetto.. music.. ghetto.. music..

[Pacewon]
Yo I catch a body on real, I kill `em on wax
King of all rap, make you bring it on back
Never thought I`d be makin sing-along tracks
I thought I`d be runnin `round here slingin y`all crack!
Dealin y`all smack or stealin y`all act
Peelin y`all naps like Vietnam cats
G`in off gats and peein on hats
Cause none of y`all can`t see me in combat
(I`m the) Pacewon-er, duck and take cover
Lyrics I kick so milk you taste butter
And if you jerks don`t bounce like fake rubber
I`ma react and whip out the face cutter
Catch a buck-fifty, ear to the chin
Hair to the grin, come and fuck wit me
I`m ready to begin, waitin on your portrait or tec
like yo, where the fuck you niggaz been?

[Chorus]

Ghetto.. music.. ghetto.. music..
Ghetto.. music.. ghetto.. music..

{*scratching followed by instrumental to fade*}