paroles de chanson Jackin For Beats - TreyD

Wait A Minute, Hold On, Get Your Ass Up Whassup Nigga?
Get Over There... Shit Nya Lil Punk Ass Nigga
C'mere, C'mere, C'mere Boy God Damnit You Stop That Shit Now
Take Him To Jail And Get Him The Hell From In Front Of This House
Now Wait A Minute, Wait A Minute, Hey Man Whassup?
Wait A Minute? Here Are Police, Go!
Give Me That Beat Fool,
It's A Full Time Jack Move Chilly Chill,
Yo Homie Mack The Track Move And I'll Jack Any
Tom, Dick And Hank
That's The Name Of The Suckers I Done Ganked I Get Away From A Copper
Drop A Dime, I'll Break You Off Somethin Proper With
The L-E-N-C-H-M-O-B T-Bone And That's J.d. And Here's
How We'll Greet Ya Stop Fool,
Come Off That Beat Ya Feel Dumb Cause You're Caught In The Dark
(Ya Lil Nuttin Ass Mark) Raise Up, Cause You Cant' Have It Back
You Said - I Ain't Never Got Gaffled Like That Off
The End Of The Gat You Choke Short Dog's In The House -
Whattup Loc?
Nuttin But A Come Up Gimme That Bass, And Don't Try To Run Up
Cause You'll Get Banked Somethin Sweet Ice
Cube And The Lench Mob, Is Jackin For Beats
Huh, And Even If You're Down With My Crew *Yo
Chuck Man, I Dodn't Understand This Man You Got To Slow
Down* I Jack Them Too And Then We'll Freak It Kick
That Bass, And Look What We Did Fade The Grade, Played,
And Made A Few Mil And I Keep Stealin Ice Cube'll Make It Funky
But Right About Now - *Let's Get Up In The Hump*
But I Don't Party And Shake My Butt I Leave That To The
Brothers With The Funny Haircurs
And It'll Drive You Nuts Steal Your Beat,
And Give It That Gangsta Touch Like
Jackin At Night Say Hi To The Three
Fifty-Seven I'm Packin
And It Sounds So Sweet I