paroles de chanson Dedicated - Das EFX

Dedicated, dedicated, dedicated, dedicated
To all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks who do the same

Well if the honeys think I'm stuck up, I tell 'em shut the fuck up
And you can get ya man a better grand he gettin' rucker
So what up? Who wanna fuck around and get silly
Really, we on the road again just like Willy
Nelson, so what the hell son, oh boy I
Annoy ya, when I spill the beans like Goya
I saw ya, try to vic my style, hit the walls
I guess you must be ready to die like Biggie Smalls

Good heavens, it all started in the projects like the Evans
But fuck the good times, we packin' weapons
Want the fortune and the fame kid, you know the name kid
Style range, puttin' MC's through style changes
And if he want me then he got to come get me
I'm strictly, fuckin' niggas up like one fifty
One, two rum shots taste precise
Two gunshots for the sheisty that wanna ice
Thinkin' I might be the herb, I'm not him
And I'ma get paid in full like Rakim

Yo, well if I come work, yo this be my third release
I never let the honeys and the moneys get me geesed
Peace, to the crews payin' dues in the background
How my rap sound, yo Boogie Bangerz bring it back now
Niggas with the running mouth, yo time's running out
I make it happen, niggas slackin' son they dumbin' out
Actin' fly, jack pass me by
Mwah, you can kiss that black ass goodbye
No lie, see I'll fry your crew til they sizzle
Fizzle, you know the sewer style is invizzle
Bull take a pull, if you're full money pass
Fast, before I put a whoopin' on that ass

Then I get the boom, split the L, stuff it well
Niggas bullshit and wonder how the fuck it sell
Now nigga, me and my man we ain't with it
We stuffin' motherfuckers at the weigh-in like critics
Admit it, I write the ruckus, so tighten up
I'm Audi for them niggas actin' rowdy lightin' blunts