paroles de chanson Take That - Styles of Beyond feat. Celph Titled
Better
call
them
coppers
quick
You
don′t
wanna
hear
them
choppers
spit
Run
up
on
em
with
a
black
component
Crack
his
dome
for
talking
shit
Who
the
fuck
he
think
he
is?
I
don't
know
but
he
runs
his
lips
I′m
gonna
get
em
in
a
minute
Gonna
put
em
in
a
little
bitty
box
and
tongue
his
bitch
And
I
mean
it
What
I
mean
is
On
the
beat
I'm
a
demon
breathin'
Red
Dragon
yup
saggin′
doggy
my
pants
to
my
penis
Extremist
When
I′m
the
mood,
better
move
and
duck
sucker
Be
cool
Them
Demigoons
don't
give
a
fuck
fucker
What
about
that
dough
you
got?
What
about
that
Rov′
you
bought?
If
anybody
wanna
bet
you
ballin'
bitch
I′m
all
in,
no
you
not
Uh
uh
I
swear
it
Your
broke
it's
Apparent
Them
S.O.B.s
beastin′
the
beat
and
I'm
incoherent
Embarrassed
and
smoked
your
parents
can
barely
bare
it
Their
only
son
is
a
joke
compared
to
the
ranch
he's
a
carrot
A
parrot
mockin′
my
sister′s
style
with
at
Mary
Poppins
All
you
hear
is
me
cockin'
it
back
and
it′s
ch
ch
ch
POW!
Take
that
Get
the
mask
Take
that
Take
the
cash
Come
and
get
ya
face
slapped
Yea
boy
I'mma
bust
that
ass
Take
that
Get
the
mask
Take
that
Take
the
cash
Come
and
get
ya
face
slapped
Yea
boy
I′mma
bust
that
ass
Yeah
When
I
get
my
hands
up
on
this
weapon
best
believe
there's
mayhem
Taxidermy,
wax
a
birdie,
bully
in
this
play
pen
Zip
his
belly
button
to
his
face
In
position
with
the
tanks
Gotta
mention
K-9
sniff
′em
by
the
lakes
Whoa
Supersonic,
doo
doo
vomit,
get
ya
fuckin
crew
demolished
See
I
grew
my
roots
in
music
while
you
hoola
hoop
through
college
Better
wear
some
protective
gear
they
don't
care
'bout
ya
record
here
And
if
they
do
we
wish
you
luck
Whoopdy
whoop
Squish
his
guts
You
don′t
wanna
get
ya
back
sweaty
put
′em
in
a
jar
and
twist
the
lids
Slain
with
a
red
and
black
machete
Poor
little
boy
was
just
a
kid
Spread
the
news,
teleprompter
Yeah
this
beat
is
hella
proper
Servin'
these
stupid
vermin
And
ship
′em
back
to
hell
with
out
them
It's
a
rap,
sew
his
tissue,
tell
the
ref
to
blow
the
whistle
Stash
his
helmet
in
his
locker
with
a
Super
Soaker
pistol
Get
the
missile
Get
the
gun
You
don′t
wanna
see
me
one
on
one
Pick
the
mission
here
we
come
In
position
what
you
want?
DUMP
This
ho
bitch
DUMP
This
whole
clip
Oh
shit,
Demigodzillas,
them
boys
is
so
sick
I'm
not
bogus
I′m
excellent
at
this
rap
stuff
And
you
ain't
prejudice
if
you
runnin'
fast
from
that
black
truck
Just
ask
us
cause
we
in
the
back
With
a
sack
of
′dro,
Colt
44′s
We
street
boys
across
the
globe
You
Beach
Boys
in
Kokomo
I'll
strip
a
ho
for
all
she′s
got
That's
how
we
do
it
in
that
dirty
south
I′m
Noah's
Ark
transportin′
wolves,
open
up
the
do'
and
let
the
birdies
out
You
heard
us
now
from
word
of
mouth
And
yes
we
hotter
than
ovens
(yep)
But
now
we
got
this
market
cornered
in
this
mother
Plus
this
record's
on
Warner
Brothers,
motherfuckers
(yeah)
Menacing
maniac,
miggity
Machine
Shop
top
mechanic
For
shiggity
swiggity
swingin′
machetes
Pass
the
glittity
Glock,
I′mma
bliggity
blam
it's
Celph
Titled
with
a
cannon
in
each
hand
I
aim
better
than
the
police
can
So
what′s
it
gonna
be
fam?
Front
like
you
He-Man
and
I'll
be
god
damn
I′ll
burn
your
body
with
firework
flare
shots
And
leave
you
with
more
loose
stools
than
a
bar
chair
repair
shop
1 They Don't Know
2 Here We Go
3 Hard
4 Sugar Honey Iced Tea
5 Take That
6 Take That
7 Call My Name
8 Bumble Bee (skit)
9 The Pirate Song
10 The Pirate Song
11 Damn
12 Dumb It Down
13 Howdy Doody
14 Live From Ibiza (skit)
15 You Love Us
16 Shut Everything Down
17 Dunky Fividends
18 Second to None
19 Second to None
20 The Valley (skit)
21 Gats N Party Hats
22 Hard - Remix
23 It's Us
24 Hey You
25 Hey You
26 You Cannot Fuck With This
27 Here We Come
28 World Famous
29 Bring It Back
30 Murderer
31 Live at the BBQ
32 The Story Begins
33 Bangin' S.O.B.
34 Kill'em in the Face
35 Get Involved
36 Journey
37 Savin' L.A.
38 Radio Clash
39 Kick Me Out
40 Chill Pill
41 Godz in the Front
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