Boom Get Chopped — текст песни (U.N.L.V.)

{Talking}
I`m sick of it
Me to
Stop playin`
This here is for the
Tan shade man with the braid`s
Stop playin` with me
I`m sick of it
Fake punk wanna be
Flip on this nine millmeter clip

{Verse One: {Yella Boy}

Now you know this not some sunburst drink`s
I`m so deaf then the Def. Comedy Jam
Open that clip, now clip up like I`m firm
I`m a super duper rap rapper
Steady makin` snappers
Hand`s clapper, nigga my chopper got`cha
I`m on the first floor emergency
Bury me, mister I`m sick, I`m jump for joy
But quickly, in my disguise to finish the j-o-b
Ya see, I`m back on track, can ya get with that?
No, you`s a hoe, you`s a hoe Mystikal!
I pack ya up like there`s nothin` to be
Down like a street, steady re-loadin` my weapon
Like a brass knuckle, and my soldiers I mean shoes
I mentally Retaliate, ya think ya slick
You not gonna bounce, you not gonna bow
Hoe you on my dick, but umm
I like the way you scream Yelllla!
Cuz, you be sweatin` so hard you need three or four towels
I tried to shoot you in yo head, I wanted to see some
Bloody bread, somebody in the crowd said
Girl, that boy dead Fuck Him!
He was a cheerleader anyway
You could never play it off hoe, you was really gay
Cuz you could break yo self but you can`t break me
Cuz I`m a real fuckin` lyricst with U.N.L.V.
With the flow umm, Flower, you know what
>From the floor up, with the dirt rapper
I`m the dirty rap master, I`m comin` to Chop Ya!
With my knock you out style, that I practice
Like gymnastics`, I`m a fantastic static phonetic
I`m out the attic, with the all black jacket
Bringin` much racket, snatch ya fagot
Worse then that standin` there I say
Hoe stop playin` with me!
Cuz

Chorus:

We here stop him in his track`s
Show him that I`m ruthless
Boom, Get Chopped!
We here to stop him in his track`s
Got to get my motherfuckin` name
Boom Get Chopped!
{2x}

Verse Two: { Lil` Ya}

How could bitches fuck with
Million dollar nigga`s how ya figure?
It`s all good for you to stroll through my hood
V.L. throw suspicious rock`s at yo shit and
If they had k`s they spray and leave you
Dead as a bitch! what type of nigga want`s
To walk around here in braid`s
What happened to the Chuck`s, Levi`s and the fad`s
Swish blade in my pocket, when I see ya I`m a cut yo hair
No matter where, It`s ugly you don`t want to see
The capital Y-A get into yo shit nigga dick sucker!
Whoa flippin` motherfucker Michael Jackson pretendin`
You read for vision go suck a dick nigga
Reach around the whole Third hit that ass
Picture me and you in a two man cell
You washin` nigga`s draw`s takin` my
Dick leanin` on the wall now Mystikal you bitch you
Remember when you said you wasn`t gonna bow
You disrespected the U

Chorus:{2x}

Third Verse: {Tec-9}

Criminal minded you been defined
As the fakest motherfucker in the Down South area
I think your goin` through a phaze
What made ya, turn around and talk shit
Your rhymes and you personally doesn`t fit
Now wait a minute, remember that time
You got on Soul Train
You got the chance, and didn`t even represent man
You faked the funk, actin` like a straight punk
Check it out, they thought you was like us
The motherfucker siked up
Turned around, had a fuckin` glitter glove
Now, can you tell me what the nigga here
Was thinkin` of?
I`m here to stop you in yo track`s
The shit you do, be wack I`m fat
Shit`s spittin` I done all ready stacked
Tellin` me that the nation wide
But you know, that I know,
You don`t want the whole nation to know
You`s a Hoe! fuck the piece treaty
You started this, where`s my all black clothes and
My all black beanie, I play it Pinnately style
Leavin` ya gutless, leavin` ya buttless
We put together the bomb alarm
Half this shit you can`t touch this,
You best`s to stick to jumpin` around
Have the area first down, cuz I`m the hound and
You the clown, now wipe the sweet from my neck
Cuz you ain`t nothin` but a bitch

Chorus:{3x}