Wu-Tang Clan - Shame On a Nigga
Дата добавления: 02 сентября 2017
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Исполнители: Wu-Tang Clan
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[Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga,
Wu buck wild with the trigger.
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga.
I'll fuck your ass up!
[Verse1: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Yo, hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!
Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut,
Styles unbreakable, shatterproof,
To the young youth, you wanna get gun? Shoot!
Blaow! How you like me now?
Don't fuck the style, ruthless wild.
Do you wanna get your teeth knocked the fuck out?
Wanna get on it like that, well, then shout.
[Verse 2: Method Man]
Yo, RZA, yo, razor, hit me with the major!
The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor,
Gunnin', hummin', comin' at cha,
First I'm gonna getcha, once I gotcha, I gat cha.
You could never capture the Method Man's stature,
For rhyme and for rapture, got niggas resignin', now master.
My style? Never!
I put the fuckin' buck in the wild kid, I'm terror!
Razor sharp, I sever
The head from the shoulders, I'm better, than my competta,
You mean competitor, whatever, let's get together.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Raekwon]
I react so thick, I'm phat and, yo,
Rae came blowin' and blew off your headphones black.
Rap from, yo, Cali to Texas,
Smoother than a Lexus, now's my turn to wreck this.
Brothers approach and half step, but ain't heard half of it yet,
And I bet you're not a fuckin' vet.
So, when you see me on the real, formin' like Voltron,
Remember, I got deep like a Navy SEAL.
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Yo! I come with that ol' loco, style from my vocal,
Couldn't peep it with a pair of bifocals.
I'm no joker, play me as a joker,
Be on you like a house on fire, smoke ya.
Crews be actin' like they gangs, anyway,
Be like, “Warriors, come out and play!”
Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea,
Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea.
Dirty, I keep shit stains in my drawers,
So I can get fizza-funky for you.
Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang, rah!
Here comes the Tiger vers Crane,
I'll be like wild with my style.
Punk, you play me chump, you get jumped.
Wu is comin' through at a theater near you,
And get funk like a shoe.
What?
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga,
Wu buck wild with the trigger.
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga.
I'll fuck your ass up!
[Verse1: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Yo, hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!
Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut,
Styles unbreakable, shatterproof,
To the young youth, you wanna get gun? Shoot!
Blaow! How you like me now?
Don't fuck the style, ruthless wild.
Do you wanna get your teeth knocked the fuck out?
Wanna get on it like that, well, then shout.
[Verse 2: Method Man]
Yo, RZA, yo, razor, hit me with the major!
The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor,
Gunnin', hummin', comin' at cha,
First I'm gonna getcha, once I gotcha, I gat cha.
You could never capture the Method Man's stature,
For rhyme and for rapture, got niggas resignin', now master.
My style? Never!
I put the fuckin' buck in the wild kid, I'm terror!
Razor sharp, I sever
The head from the shoulders, I'm better, than my competta,
You mean competitor, whatever, let's get together.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Raekwon]
I react so thick, I'm phat and, yo,
Rae came blowin' and blew off your headphones black.
Rap from, yo, Cali to Texas,
Smoother than a Lexus, now's my turn to wreck this.
Brothers approach and half step, but ain't heard half of it yet,
And I bet you're not a fuckin' vet.
So, when you see me on the real, formin' like Voltron,
Remember, I got deep like a Navy SEAL.
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Yo! I come with that ol' loco, style from my vocal,
Couldn't peep it with a pair of bifocals.
I'm no joker, play me as a joker,
Be on you like a house on fire, smoke ya.
Crews be actin' like they gangs, anyway,
Be like, “Warriors, come out and play!”
Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea,
Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea.
Dirty, I keep shit stains in my drawers,
So I can get fizza-funky for you.
Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang, rah!
Here comes the Tiger vers Crane,
I'll be like wild with my style.
Punk, you play me chump, you get jumped.
Wu is comin' through at a theater near you,
And get funk like a shoe.
What?
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