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Tekst :

[intro]
On any day, in the hood
In front of any building, you can find some chicks
And what will they talk about? Niggaz

[A] Yo, yo get the fuck outta here!
[U] Yeah, that fuckin bum motherfucker
[U] Pico and shit from around the corner, that nigga be wildin

[Angie]
Uh-huh, yeah..

[Uneek]
I know this player named Ricky, push an 850
Light-skinned, slim, with a head like Sticky
All you gotta do girlfriend is slip a mickie
And in a quickie, Ricky turns into tricky

[Angie]
Aiyyo but what about his man? Cuz named Stan
Run around town in the plush Benz van
Ice all around his Rolex band
but runnin his mouth bout his credit card scams

[Uneek]
Yeah jerk that nigga, I heard of that nigga
The crew of quick niggaz wanna murder that nigga, shit
He must be listenin to too much Jigga
Buddy Longdough, he got no figures

[Angie]
Yo, aiyyo I know you know Ralph, up on T (?)
He a Puerto Rican cat, yeah you know he eat out
Walk around town with the weed and heat out
And he loco in the coco, dank weed out

[both - repeat 2X]
All over the world, niggaz got a story to tell
Is you fly as fuck, or you broke as hell?
What set you claim nigga, is you thug or what?
What set you claim nigga, is it love or what?

[Angie]
Rude bwoy name Brian, nigga stay lyin
Got regular, but he swear it s Hawaiian
Part time dealer, part time client
Smokin up what he should be supplyin

[Uneek]
And yo that kid Black, don t know how to act
Wanna keep the Timbs on when he hit it from the back (oop!)
Pullin on my hair, almost loosened up a track
But I like that kid, he can keep comin back!

{*laughter and ad libs*}

[Angie]
Everybody back up, back up off the ropes
All you silly niggaz are gonna have to back up
{*laughin*} We re gonna need all silly niggaz to back up off the ropes!
Move back.. back.. back.. back..

Tekst :

[Busta]
Busta Rhymes and Angie Mar-ti-nez
Sippin on mar-tinis
Check it out now, check it out now, c mon, c mon

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let s take it from the gutter to the fancy shit, c mon
Make you really wanna do the nasty shit, c mon
Bounce all night and wave ya hands and shit
Everytime we come through, me and my mans and shit

[A] Let me get my girls, drink a couple grand and shit
[B] Angie, I love the way we form a plan and shit, c mon
[B] You know we got em lovin how we movin em crazy
[A] How we put it down you love the way we doin it baby

[Busta]
Yo, lemme talk, shit, prepare for the worst
Oops spit on a verse, she call me like she got the gat in the purse
Niggaz need to rehearse (you)
Lay you on a stretcher like you caught a heart attack in the church
Reverse in the hearse, another body bring me the nurse
Make you react first
Shoot the sound of my bounce, so when you hear my gat burst
Ask(?) me, we floss fancy, me and Angie
Take shit beyond where niggaz really can t see
Flow freakin yo music together like we nasty
When you pass the L baby, make sure you never pass me
Do whatever we stack cheddar the smart way
Blaez treets and speed down the Pulaski Parkway
In and out of them lanes, you know we whippin all day
Checkin the passenger seat, pettin my baby sharpei (woof)
Loyal like Kemosabe, haters could never really harm me
I rep for my niggaz, you rep for Puerto Rico mami!

[Angie]
Listen up, nigga get on the bus, ride with us
Most high we trust, other than that
Everybody suspect, don t bother come test
Funk Flex blastin with it, I m masterin it
Linda Carter of the rap game
With gold bangles on my wrists, latin chicks on the map mayn
man the game plan s arran-gin
a house on the hills of the main-land, get on board
Step inside, arrest my eyes, I don t sleep
Confess sometimes I roll deep
Underestimating mine is to not know me
I, analyze, every situation
And I rise to any occasion
And I, stays in, do me mode then I m
runnin the streets, in do me clothes with a
sweatsuit and a fresh pair of sneakers
In the Benz Coupe, smokin weed or Cohibas..

Tekst :

-telephone rings-
yo...
(Angie)
...Who s this?
Cuben...
(Angie)
...It didn t sound like you waz up pa!?
Waz up booby?...
...(laughs)...Your way...
Waz up my sister my motherfuckin ...
(Angie)
...ju miss me??..
say you jus cam back from Cuba ...
(Angie)
yeah man it was crazy babe cohibas all day
I know you brought me a Cohiba...
(Angie)
...No doubt
waz up baby how you doing we go party tonight?
(Angie)
allright we going to jimmy s call domingo...
... I ll call domingo I ll tell em to meet us there...
(Angie)
aiight baby see ya tonight

Ma ville,
C est le clocher qu on voit de loin.
Ma ville,
C est du soleil dans tous les coins.
Ma ville,
C est un ciel pur.
Ma ville,
Ce sont les rues et les maisons tranquilles,
C est dans la...

It s awfully considerate of you to think of me here
And I m much obliged to you for making it clear
That I m not here.
And I never knew the moon could be so thick
And I never knew the moon could be so blue
And I m grateful that you threw away...

If a man answers your phone when I call
Ooh... there s gonna be some screamin
And that ain t all
cause if I m here callin you
Then who s the who I m talkin to?

Why any fool could see
That for sure it ain t me
So, if a man...

Ooooo la

Ta muzyka już pobudza dzisiaj cie do tańca
dzieki Tobie zapisana jest kolejna kartka
teraz wiesz na pewno,że już tego jesteś warta
to uczucie jest w nas,to mogę Ci dać / x2

Nie jestem miljonerem,ale wiem jak zbadać teren
(uuu o lala)
to nie takie łatwe,ale podatne panny...

Uh huh, Uh huh
Fabulous
Get it right
Uh, yeah
Uh, Brooklyn, it won t stop
Uh huh
Get it right
Uh, yeah
Uh huh, c mon

[Verse 1]
Fabulous strives for digits, even connives to get it
Niggas can t tell me nothing dunn the five is kitted