Текст песни Fresh, Wild and Bold - Cru
{Mighty
Ha
Aiyyo
I'm
fresh
{DAMN!,
why
you
say
that
yo?
Cause
I
run
up
in
your
girl
then
I
puff
a
stoge
{How
fresh?
So
fresh
that
I'm
crisp
and
clean
And
I
stick
to
your
ribs
like
Christ
to
Al
Green
"I
rocks
rough
and
stuff",
nah,
that
ain't
my
line
Get
the
bitches
more
than
niggas
sip
the
wine
So
act
like,
{ACT
LIKE,
act
like
it
rehearse
it
Uka
wanna
seven,
New
York
is
straight
murder
Smoke
a
million
and
a
half
blunts
on
the
roof
And
every
other
winter
vests
are
bulletproof,
that
truth
Had
Boris
all
day,
Gladys
all
night
Once
I
get
it
to
the
other
side
things
will
be
aight,
that's
right
Get
the
munchies
after
the
hemp
Got
to
Red
Lobster
get
the
crabs
and
shrimps
The
E
& J
with
the
ginger
ale
never
fail
Bicardi
while
I
flips
ghetto
tales
Take
a
sick
clique
kid
everywhere
that
I-go
Make
appearances
on
Ricki
Lake
and
Allado
You
know
who
we
are
so,
put
you
funky
niggas
to
a
test
{Survey
says?
Times
up
motha
uh
Yo
it's
the
Rhythm
Blunt
Yo
it's
like
extra
P
cause
I'm
looking
at
the
front
But
if
you
move
it
all,
kid
your
gonna
fall
You'll
be
Ready
to
Die,
rest
in
peace
Biggie
Smalls,
baby
baby
"Matter
fact,
I'm
sick
of
talking"
About
to
wreck
your
body
from
L.A.
to
New
York
and
Back
to
L.A.,
I'm
out
like
O.J.
Yet
I'm
"F-R-E-S-H"?
An
Uck,
Cru
don't
give
an
uck
Fresh,
Wild
& Bold
don't
give
an
uck
Give
an
uck,
Cru
don't
give
uck
Fresh,
Wild
& Bold
don't
give
an
uck,
an
uck,
an
uck,
An
uck
{Mighty
Ha]
Aiyo
I'm
wild
{What
makes
ya
say
that
Chad?
Cuz
yo
I'd
rather
stick
niggas
then
read
off
this
pad
{How
wild?
So
wild,
I
run
up
on
niggas
blocks,
sell
some
dummy
rocks
And
pot
shots
at
cops
Chadeeo,
yes
the
murderous
assassin,
comes
thru
crashin
Make
sure
ya
seat
belts
fastin
Blastin
for
the
dome
piece
with
the
chrome
piece
Niggas
is
runnin
from
my
site
cuz
I'm
known
beast
They
flood
red
from
they
own
blood
shed
Verbal
lead
to
the
head,
they
dread
shootin
the
dutch
dead
So
get
smoked
like
99
in
Maxwell,
or
you
get
Smoked
and
broked
down
clown,
that's
what
the
fax
tell
And
if
you
feel
bigger,
think
youse
a
real
nigga
I
run
up
with
my
real
gun
up
and
pull
the
steel
trigga
And
go
find
a
friend,
sip
up
on
a
Heineken
And
let
them
know
how
the
title
king
is
all
mine
again
If
he
start
to
fake
jacks,
he
better
make
tracks
Cuz
there's
no
tape
backs,
when
I
begin
to
backs
No
doubt
I'm
goin
for
mine,
and
mine
is
all
that
matters
What
day
is
it
dog?
you
don't
know,
you
better
scatter
Run
and
ask
him
what's
the
frequency,
count
it,
I
tell
ya
Verbal
wildness,
societies
menace
The
one
Chadeeo
with
the
tauntin
lyrics
And
I
shall
keep
comin
back
like
hauntin
spirits
One
time
for
ya
mind
Well
I'm
bold,
what
makes
ya
say
that
Ha?
Cuz
I
break
it
to
you
little,
take
a
drink
at
the
bar
How
bold?
1 DJ Footlong
2 Bluntz & Bakaeemis
3 Dat Sh**
4 Just Another Case
5 Hoe 2 Society
6 Nuthin' But
7 Straight from L.I.P.
8 Goin' Down
9 Shoot Out
10 Ten to Run
11 Wreckgonize
12 Bulletproof Vest
13 The Ebonic Plague
14 Up North
15 R.I.P.
16 Live At the Tunnel
17 Pronto
18 You Used To
19 Fresh, Wild and Bold
20 O.J.
21 Lisa Lipps
22 Bubblin'
23 Goines Tale
24 The Illz
25 Footlong
26 My Everlovin'
27 Pay Attention
28 Loungin' With My Cru
29 Dirty 29
30 Armaggedon
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