Ruffneck — текст песни (MC Lyte)

(chorus)(x3)
Gotta what yo
Gotta get a ruffneck

(verse one)
I need a ruffneck
I need a dude with attitude
Who only needs his fingers with his food
Karl Kani saggin` timbos draggin`
Frontin` in his ride with his home boys braggin`
Lying `bout the Lyte how he knocked boots last night
But he`s a ruffneck so that`s alright
Triple o baldie under the hood
Makin` noise with the boys up to no good
C-low on the down low cops come around so ruffneck front like he gotta go
Evil grin with a mouth full of gold teeth
Startin` beef is how he spells relief
Actin` like he don`t care
When all I gotta do is beep him 911 and he`ll be there
Right by my side with his ruffneck tactics
Ruffneck attitude,the ruffneck bastard

(chorus) (x6)

(verse two)
I need a ruffneck
I need a man that`s quick and swift
To put out the spliff and get stiff
Boxer shorts and everything is fitting large
But he don`t gotta be large to be in charge
Pumpin` in and out and out and in and here we go
He knows exactly how I want my flow and that`s slow
Never questioning can he get buck wild
He`s got smack it,lick it,swallow it up style
Drinkin` a beer ,sittin` his chair
Hands in his pants fiddlin` with his dick hairs
He`s a rudeboy,a raggamuf
Ready to bag another brother that he ranks ruff enough
`Cause if it ain`t ruff it ain`t right
And if he ain`t ruff,well then he`s all wrong for the Lyte
I love my ruffneck and ain`t nothing going down
Or going up if my ruffneck ain`t in town

(chorus) (x6)

(verse three)
I need a ruffneck
I need a man that don`t stitch like a bitch
She`d tears or switch
Doin` whatever it takes to make ends meet
But never meetin` the end `cause he knows the street
Eat sleep shit fuck,eat sleep shit
Then it`s back to the streets to make a buck quick
Quick to beg even though gimme gottem here
Hit`em wit a bit a skins then he`s out of there
On the avenue girls are passin` thru
Too much of ruffneck so they ain`t havin` you
Hard boppin` always grabbin` his jock and braggin` about his tec
That`s the rep he`ll pull the plug on the tour
Pissin` in corners
Doing 80 by funeral mourners
Showing little respect
Now that`s a ruffneck

(chorus) (x18)