The Hemp Museum — текст песни (B-Legit f Big Bone, D-Day)

B-Legit:

I clear the corners like homers with the bass is strong(?)
They can`t stand to see me with it so I fakes no funk
No punk in my bloodline
Just killas and shit
Ride to town like the biggest dope dealers with grip, bitch
It ain`t easy being wealthy
Staying healthy
Knowing sucka muthufuckas they want to melt me
But I ain`t ice cream, butter, or the cheddar cheese
You better peep the Berreta of a nigga sleep

Big Bone:

`Cuz they be knowin` about the city that I`m comin out of
Check your shit
You might come up short of your hefty grip
We nightcrawlers straight underground
Jackin` you for your shit nigga
What you gonna do now
When you see us niggas comin` through
Grab your bitch and your kids
We want `em too
Yeah, `cuz playaz come out when it`s sunny
But when night time comes
Those playaz turn into gangstas and get they money

D-Day:

All the time I`m pumpin dope
For those who underestimate the propa shit
And won`t quit until I accumulate the propa grip
So don`t trip
As we get with these fools who thought they knew
From the gate
Keep it straight when fuckin` with my crew
`Cuz I`ll be going up out my way to keep this shit straight
Mobb down about the town like a pancake
Earthquake I`m shakin `em up like my hurricane
Applying pressure whenever and it`s a damn shame

Chorus(X2)
We spit the superfly shit
Makin` a bitch say hey
Them Sick Wid` It niggas get they cash money
We keep them pistols and gats
Down for peelin` them caps
`Cuz them niggas from my camp get`s down like that

D-Day:

Keep on hearin` niggaz hollin `bout they ass gotta go
And where they gotta be
One more time I kick rhymes and they don`t wanna see
Do Rae Me
Rippin` shit on this M-I-C
Down with two more muthafuckas
Who finna spit it see

Big Bone:

Fuckin with this rap could be bubblelicous
Clear the industry of guppies and goldfishes
We spit the super fly raps
Makin` a bitch say shit
Who the fuck could it be
A-1 and B-Legit

B-Legit:

They got me twisted as hell
It seems I see some females
Some long ass weaves guess jeans and lee nails
But I can`t tell
The corbel ain`t got me brainy
Bitches all stuck to my paint `cuz I`m candy
Hand me the muthafuckin` blunt ba-by
I do`s a bird 35 down I-Eigh-ty
I`m tryin` to get this bitch to the show now
Oh you know it go down
Fuckin with the t-nown bitch

Chorus(X2)
We spit the superfly shit
Makin` a bitch say hey
Them Sick Wid` It niggas get they cash money
We keep them pistols and gats
Down for peelin` them caps
`Cuz them niggas from my camp get`s down like that

Big Bone:

I`m clowin` muthafuckas givin` `em away
Got your whole block flooded with meth and yay
Tell the asian man I`m on my way
I need major hook



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