Caught Up Soundtrack — текст песни (The Luniz f Tha Dogg Pound)

Me and You
My Buddy, my buddy, my buddy, my buddy
[Daz] And you know that
Me and You
My Buddy, my buddy, my buddy, my buddy
Me and You
My Buddy, my buddy, my buddy, my buddy
Me and You
My Buddy, my buddy, my buddy, my buddy
Me and You

Verse 1: Daz Dillinger, Knumbskull
[Daz]
Who can fade it, two assassins up on the mic
Blastin`, askin` no questions,
when they catch you in a gunfight
Kaboom!
We still mash as a team
As we mash for our dreams
Actin` hood niggas for green
It`s Dillinger, forfillin`,
makin` a low outta killin`
Pullin` scandalous jeans
Forfillin fantasy dreams
Catch me on a Costa Rica
With a island full of weed, money and bitches
On a boat for sweet

[Knumbskull]
See when I`m yellin`
International help me
No colorlines on my
Ugly and fine
you can sell me
I`m glad folks think the same way as I do
Cause I stab bitches way down in the Bayou
Would you make way for two mo`
fo` blows, like you have hoes
Stamp a nation wide through the ghetto
Fore youngsters, Hennesy sponsors
With fore youngsters on a
quarter of the map now I do

[Daz]
I spin mayor loot and khaki suits
Nike`s and cripsacks,
Wetsuits and leather boots
I block niggas twice with thighs
Buck with a .45
Make you open while you blast at the parking lot

[Knumbskull]
What you speakin` on
Wanna go through it
Drink a lot, made from fluid
Scrump bitch, don`t you hear the music
My buddy, Daz Dilly and Knubskully
You will be thanked
With you`re petty pang petty

Chorus: x2
What, What, What, What you`re livin here
To live the life that gangstas do
(my buddy, my buddy [repeats])

Verse 2: Kurupt, Yukmouth
[Kurupt]
Check it out
No bitch ass niggas, no funny ass hoes
Dogg Pound Gangstas drippin` in low-lows
You ain`t all about the homies
You besta check the fault
Pencils, playin` niggas in the crowd style
Thinkin` `bout the row outta town
With the heater cock bust a million rounds
Dogg Pound internationals
Drippin` off fools
While the dock can bust
The facility touch

[Yukmouth]
I made the game down correct
And kissed my belt like I was James Brown
Spin around with the twist on the ground
(?)
Turn a diss in the pound
Dogg Pound live around,
niggas hittin` the ground
Fuck around and get shot up
I tear shit up
You can ask Puff
Let M.C.`s, Mary J. B. and Jodeci
About that nigga Yuk means the hardcore
You`re kicked off tour
For piss marking on the hotel floor



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