paroles de chanson Pass The 40 - Black Sheep
(Feat.
With
Guests)
(Intro:)
Nigga,
come
off.
Check
this
out.
Check
this
out.
Listen
all
this
shit
y′all
talking
ain't
got
no
frills.
We′ll
pass
the
40
around
and
weill
see
who's
got
some
skills,
I
mean,
If
you
got
'em
you
got
′em
and
if
you
don′t
(I
got
skins.
I
got
skins.)
...you're
over.
So
Mista
Lawnge,
listen,
I
give
this
brew
to
you.
I′m
gonna
pour
some
out
for
my
man
pee-wee.
(Pee-Wee!)
And
do
what
you
gotta
do,
all
right
black.
Bust
it.
(Verse
One:
Mista
Lawnge)
I'm
the
suger
dick
daddy,
Fuck
what
you
think.
Pass
the
40
right
by
me
Cause
you
know
I
don′t
drink.
I
remain
sober
when
I
drop
a
hit,
But
I
put
gum
in
my
ass
cause
I
like
to
pop
shit.
When
it
comes
to
pullin'
gums
I
might
do
it.
But
put
your
guard
up
Black
And
Iim
a
run
right
through
it.
Donit
sleep
on
the
side
Thinkin′
Iim
easy
to
beat.
Cause
I'1l
be
up
in
that
ass
like
a
bike
seat.
And
when
it
comes
to
boneing
I'm
Mr
Erecticy
Hoes
come
by
the
crib
for
a
free
histerectomy.
I
ive
got
a
dick
that
I
brag
about.
I
put
it
in
fast
then
I
drag
it
out.
Girls,
I′ll
be
the
special
friend
see,
Cause
your
man
suffers
from
pseudo-penis
envy.
I
do
damage,
Oh,
Uhm.
The
Sugar
Dick
is
guarantied
to
make
you
come.
Now
I
pass
the
40
cause
you
heard
from
me,
So,
go
get
a
forklift
Chi-Ali.
(Verse
Two:
Chi-Ali)
Well
I′m
too
young
for
40's,
and
too
young
for
blunts.
The
only
thing
I′m
not
too
young
for
is
the
stunts.
The
girlies,
the
ladies,
I
love
them
with
a
passion.
But
back
to
the
mike
cause
I'm
always
down
for
action.
Many
M.C.′s
fall
to
the
dust.
Some
will
rust
cause
I
bust
and
I
crush.
You
can't
touch.
I′m
the
child
of
the
wild,
the
flavor
of
the
nile.
I
gave
you
plenty
of
chances
still
ya
fuck
with
this
style.
Now
that
you
know,
Chi-Ali
can't
be
tooken.
Pass
the
40
cause
my
mother's
not
looking.
(Verse
Three:
Diggedy
Dog?)
Yo
give
me
that,
kid.
You
pah
will
put
you
in
the
mourge.
Listen
to
hot
diggity
dog.
Bibb
bow
wow
wow
wow
wow,
Yipity
yie
yo,
yipity
yo
yie
yeah.
Digity
dog
is
rockint
and,
Yes,
I′m
definitly
here
to
stay.
Pass
me
40.
Pass
me
40,
pass
it
if
you
may.
Because
my
jiumy
is
hard
and
yes
I
have
a
hoe
to
slay.
And
when
I′m
funkint
the
bitches
they
go
huhhhhhh.
When
I'm
funkin′
the
bitches
they
go
huhhhhhh.
Youtall
drink
the
40,
I
drink
a
Guiness
Staught.
And
when
I
see
you
home,
I'm
out-
You
baby
Chris,
pass
me
the
keys
to
the
car.
I′m
runnin
late
for
my
menage-a-trois.
(Verse
Four:
Chris?)
Pass
it,
tap
it,
and
then
crack
it.
Take
a
small
swig
Or
down
it
like
a
pig.
You
too
tippys
to
operate
this
rig.
I'm
a
mike,
You
suckers
I
strike
in
filght.
Here′s
a
DWI
for
drivin'
drunk
with
the
mike.
From
Chi
to
Lawnge
and
all
those
in
this
fight.
Loosen
your
grip
cause
you're
houlding
it
to
tight.
Itll
take
a
body
count,
I
know
my
body
count
is
right.
Five
drunk
niggers
from
my
left
to
my
right,
And
maybe
you
hope
that
I′m
with
tonight.
But
it′s
all
right.
Yo!
It's
all
right.
So
Dave
my
grip
is
getting
weak,
Grab
the
40
so
I
can
hear
you
speak.
(Verse
Five:
Dave
Gossett)
I
live
large,
caviar
and
limos.
Spent
most
of
my
time
refusing
bullshit
demos.
Can
you
understand,
do
you
you
understand.
Well
let
me
explain
I′m
the
A
and
R
man.
Dave
Gossett.
Yes
I
rock
it.
I
rip
the
mike
and
I
stuff
pockets.
Don't
believe
me,
ask
the
Sheep
see.
They
got
the
money,
think
it′s
funny,
Always
scooping
all
the
honey.
Opps.
I
ment
to
say
hoes.
Broke
my
own
rhyme.
What'ca
didn′t
know,
ut
oh.
I
see
a
stroblelite
hoe,
I
gotta
go,
I
gotta
go.
Yo
Dres,
it'syour
turn,
Act
like
gonnarhea
and
burn
baby
burn.
(Verse
Six:)
Step
into
the
booth
And
give
em
proof
That
Black
Sheep
don't
need
jack
to
get
loose
And
rip
a
roof,
the
center
too
You′re
in
my
fuckin
way
so
move
And
let
a
nigga
get
smooth
Honeys
play
me
close
cause
my
goods
are
on
display
So,
I
play
em
like
vitamins
and
take
a
ho
a
day
I
pul1
em
like
a
dentist
MoId
em
like
a
teacher
Knock
em
like
a
bowler
Fleece
em
like
a
preacher
Step,
get
a
man,
go
to
school,
join
a
band
It
makes
no
difference
whether
Dres
is
that
type
of
brother
That
will
hit
that
ass
forever
Cause
I′m
clever,
ever
Have
I,
ever,
lost
my
sight
Or
said
mic
when
I
bone
this
night
Not
talkin
bout
chicken
But
if
she's
finger
lickin
I
will
let
it
be
known
Don′t
bite
the
bone
Micraphon's
I
like
em
cause
they
let
me
amplify
So
dontt
reach
for
the
sky,
you
know
you
can′t
fly
But
still
you
reach
up
higher,
a
Black
Sheep
is
your
desire
Then
you
look
up
at
me
cause
Itm
a
frequent
flyer
So
now
you
got
beef
chief
Grief
will
be
your
I
sport
a
full
metal
jacket
Give
your
beef
some
lo
mein
Cause
Iim
swingin
like
a
swinger
Singin
like
a
singer
II'm
lookin
for
your
Or
your
ho
so
did
you
bring
her
Ah
I′m
just
bullshittin
Almost
time
for
quittin
There's
money
to
be
made
And
booty
to
be
hittin
Look
and
you
will
see
Dres
that's
who
I
be
A
divine
incline
of
mine
is
studio
tim
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1 Butt in the Meantime
2 Strobelite Honey
3 Are You Mad
4 The Choice Is Yours - Edit
5 To Whom It May Concern
6 Similak Child
7 Try Counting Sheep
8 La Menage
9 Gimme The Finga
10 Hoes We Knows
11 Go To Hail
12 L.A.S.M.
13 Black With N.V. (No Vision)
14 Pass The 40
15 Blunted 10
16 The Choice Is Yours (Revisited)
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