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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Mobb Deep - One of Ours Part II (Featuring Jadakiss)(feat. Jadakiss) You know, situation like this Sometimes you know you gotta give back to the community Gotta show these motherfuckers how to wipe them thangs off yknow? Teach em a little somethin [Havoc] Pick you up, off your feet like a forklift, but instead its the four-fifth Ragu red, your brain leakin them sauces Like an, autopsy leavin em nauseous, when I aim at your bosses Put a pep in that bop that you walk with When my tec spittin at reinforcements I could never be a victim, but the streets I endorsed it Spittin that real, yall cowards just cough it Like fluids in my lungs, motherfucker Im more sick You turn them hoes off, I put em on so they on this You talk game grammar school, mines metamorphic Dem fools aint killin nuttin in the club, they all bent My intent is to sober that ass up, leave em all drenched See what a few cups of liquor can offset Got a little paper, I aint stressin, they all press Aint sellin records, they come at me for more press When they realize its real them dudes out coppin more vests Better learn how to [Chorus: repeat 2X] Wipe, them guns off, get that money money Wipe, a nigga smile, off aint nuttin funny Show, you motherfuckers, just how hungry you get, when your feet are touchin (kid a nigga hungry / yeah, he one of ours) * [* changes each repeat] [Prodigy] P gunna, shots stay a come up out them hammers at light speed, make it a hot summer in New York, New York - a.k.a. Ground Zero The Big Apple, with the worms in the middle (eww) The White Castle, the Empire State The home of that Time Magazine new face Metropolis of the world, Ill show you where I come from by how the cash stack, and how I make a gun bust But look past that, and listen how a killer be Imagine the concert, they dancin on they seats Shorty mad gettin stained, she damn near about to faint She never saw a grimy dirty nigga like, P With mad diamonds in his chain, she tryin hard not to blink Dont wanna miss a thing, the song that we sing Mad diamonds in his chain, she tryin hard not to blink Dont wanna miss a thing, the song that we sing BANG! [Chorus] [Jadakiss] My niggaz they cant stop us Evrysince we got our hands on the ARs, the S, and the fresh choppers All of them is filled to the top with the vest poppers We can get it on with Americas Best Coppers Soon as the lead pop you, whoever dont make it to the funeral or wake can catch you on Ted Koppel Im a rare thumper, you just a gay nigga with a rainbow sticker on your rear bumper They say life is short, death is longer That makes it even harder to express my hunger And I dont wanna polly yall, Im a zone of my own Sorta like Tom Hanks talkin to that volleyball A "Cast Away," Ill blast away Fuck if you broke tomorrow, get cash today And even though its hard, niggaz is on they job Its the Ryders and the Mobb, before my niggaz starve well [Chorus] |
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