paroles de chanson No Clue - Defari feat. Barbershop Chocolate Tye
Yeah
yeah
we
about
to
bring
it
to
yo
ass.
Heru.
Chop
Shop
shop
what?
Yo
what
you
rhyme
about
a
lot?
Are
you
that
smooth
cat
pop
R&B
body
clot?
Are
you
that
outer
space
off
beat
who
fucked
the
beat
up?
You
know
you
think
you
so
deep
but
you
can't
keep
up
I
can't
fade
it
when
I
hear
a
lot
of
bullshit
That's
why
when
I
grab
the
mic
I
unload
a
full
clip
Of
lyrics
Big
up
to
Grams
down
in
Venice
Defari
start
this
shit
Chocolate
Tye
will
finish
Yo
yo
the
lyrical
dentist
the
menace
Fuck
up
more
by
the
minute
Leave
the
scene
grinnin'
Defari
got
you
spinnin'
Money
lavish
Doin'
damage
So
many
below
average
Not
from
Dallas
but
I
roll
with
plenty
of
Mavericks
See
bad
habits
leave
you
empty
handed
Stranded
and
I
can't
have
it
Wack
MCs
take
this
shit
for
granted
and
And
ya
lose
get
bruised
when
you
come
through
Puffin'
blunts
twistin'
brews
but
still
don't
have
a
clue
Of
what
this
amounts
to
Strictly
fam
rip
the
program
Peace
to
the
Ro-gram
I
can't
let
no
man
withstand
the
plan
in
hand
Bonified
Likwit
fam
In
the
Barbershop
I
get
the
fresh
cuts
So
what
Ya
wanna
do?
This
the
last
time
I'm
warning
you
In
regards
to
whom
it
may
concern
I
burn
crews
with
loose
screws
Choose
your
weapon
or
keep
steppin'
Cause
right
now
kid
I
think
you
slippin'
And
ya
loose
get
bruised
when
you
come
through
Puffin'
blunts
twistin'
brews
and
still
don't
have
a
clue
Defari
Heru
pure
as
twenty
four
karat
Black
______
like______
28th
the
barracks
The
rare
kid,
rare
style
Up
rock
flare
style
Comparing
yourself
to
us
is
not
fair
child
This
Underground
comp
Is
guaranteed
to
pump
And
give
crews
exactly
what
they
want
No
time
to
front
Come
flyin'
from
the
begin
For
my?
I
know
kids
weekdays
to
weekends
Don't
front
Quest
hit
you
with
the
bumps
Nothing
change
I'm
always
watchin'
for
these
shady
ass
chumps
You
wanna
face
off?
You
treble
with
the
bass
off
No
dope
beat
in
other
words
you
don't
even
know
me
Tryin'
to
show
me
different
patterns
like
my
Saturn
On
the
low
key
really
only
out
to
smoke
me
Can't
hold
me
Wack
niggas
think
they
can
out
flow
me
Shake
my
hand
then
watch
they
man
try
to
throw
me
A
beat,
when
he
ain't
got
no
soul
That's
why
everything
I
do
I
stay
close
to
home
Like
20
inch
chrome
Defari
splash
on
the
streets
bringin'
heat
Surround
myself
with
nothing
but
my
peeps
Like
Kings,
Queens
and
diamond
earrings
On
a
do
or
die
angle
like
ahop
Turn
the
fifth
up
Hiccup
Pass
it
to
Todd
for
lyrical
stick
ups
Get
ripped
up
keep
your
lip
zipped
up
Get
ripped
up
(tied
up)
Cause
all
the
long
you
was
sized
up
Surprised
her
Now
your
rides
up
Brains
fried
up
Wake
up
Go
take
a
shower
take
off
that
make
up
All
the
spaced
up
Can't
brake
up
unit
Chocolate
Tye,
Defari
got
tight
flows
like
fluid
Through
a
faucet
Remember
paid
is
what
the
boss
gets
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