Baldhead Slick & Da Click — текст песни (Guru f Big Shug, Hannibal Stax)

[Guru]
Let`s see if you can hang and bang with this momentum
Competition sniffin on the flowers that I sent them
Put `em all.. in intensive care, send `em fare
While I lounge round town in expensive gear
Twinkle in my eye, lace the track, Cognac mack
B-Boy pose, knock you right off your toes
While you push it up your nose, I`m with your chick in LaMontrose
On 40 deuce in the double-tree suites
Showin her exactly, what she`s gonna be on for me
And truly you`ll she, how stupid you`ll be
Fuckin with the B.H.S., really, feel me
I unload, and explode, I reload, it echoes
I`m a thunderous clap, `dro tucked under my cap
Make you wonder where I hid my gat
Don`t worry `bout that, better worry `bout your own situation
I lead whole nations, take over whole radio stations
Stay outta my face son

[Hook]
In my world.. you ain`t got no place son
Stay out of my face son
Stay out of my face son
In my world.. you ain`t got no place son
Stay out of my face son
Stay out of my face

[Big Shug]
I, choke out promoters who be short on the dough
Slap up haters, who diss the flow
Gold-diggers only get the toe..
up they booty hole when they outta control
For sho`, and naysayers, I crash in they face
In Shug world, them motherfuckers got no place
Wannabe rappers, who label cassettes
I break them shits when they sound weak in my deck
I seen your last beat, so you pose no threat
I got fag niggaz like you doin the thug ballet
Sucka nigga park my car valet
And get yourself two dollars, from my wallet
I`ma catch passes from chicks like Wayne Chrebet
And they sweat like I play for the Jets
Am I the best? It`s hard to tell
Remember the blueprints were made in a lonely cell
To get the cream, and get the fame
Spit the lyrical slugs, that leave most niggaz lame
What`s the game? To win this shit at all costs
I got what it takes to be the underground boss

[Hook]

[Hannibal Stax]
Up and comin, but you, you think you truck runnin on diesel
You just a selfish lil` bitch, me, I`m all for my peoples
You gon` fuck around and let yourself deceive you
I`ma hunt you down and see you when you least expect
I`m heat, you wet
I`m famished and you beef, I guess I`ll eat you next
I`m just as rock as my dick, you just the opposite
Can`t stand to see me bubbilate on top of it
Lyrical, it all becomes clearer when it`s visual
We maximize, congregatin with alibies
From righteous to criminal,
just to make your life a tidbit more miserable
So keep playin me close like I ain`t tryna get rid of you
I feel for you, and this is all in your mind
If ya dare get physical, I`ma make ya every fear
Real for you, splash my drool, gather my screws
and get to drillin you just because
You thought it wasn`t when it was love
Back the fuck up out my shit before I hurt you

[Hook]



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