Текст песни Friday - Hussein Fatal
Who
dat?,
what?,
There
they
go,
there
they
go
There
they
go
The
same
motherfuckers,
You
know
nigga
it's
fuckin'
friday
We
doin'
it
like
last
friday
(Niggas
ain't
got
shit
to
do)
(So
we
gon'
get
fucked
up)
Who
dat?
[Verse
1]
Bert
and
hussein,
back
to
back
now
that's
flammable
Smokin'
ya
brain,
attack
the
track
like
we
some
animals
Mechanical,
live
wire
jaw,
rap
cannibals
Fire
force
survive
behind
bars,
like
we
unhurtable
Swervin'
through
jerz
emerge
and
serve
you
don't
deserve
to
pull,
Another
breath
of
oxygen,
Has
is
known
for
oxin'
'em
Kool
kas'
chrome
be
droppin'
'em,
Killa
kane
be
lockin'
philipane
Drip
from
a
toxic
tongue
Get
done
wid
it,
Out
of
control
like
we
begun
wid
it
Bricks
explode,
licked
you
out
the
show
That
nigga
bump
did
it
I
block,
like
murdock,
army
fatigued
and,
Bout
to
store
blocks
an'
fort
knox
ya
minor
league
shit
Breathe
this,
ballistic,
shell
like
khadafi
Bringin'
the
blizzards
when
I
make
bail
you
can't
stop
me,
In
jail
all
that
I
can
see
provoking
hell,
Chokin'
at
a
third
rail
velocity
Obviously
ya
men
have,
been
barkin'
up
the
wrong
tree
Microphone
strong
deep
bomb
first
Ya
mind
burst
within
a
rhyme
verse
Dirty
bert
rehearse
the
worse
of
me,
The
black
clip's
burnin'
me
The
cat
who
act
fraternity
The
landscape's
redded,
Fuck
it
ya
man
said
it
Ya
shoulda
never
let
it
escape
We
won't
wet
it,
Squeezing,
leavin
holes
in
ya
crew,
Maestro
can
stand
through,
When
I
pass
the
mac
to
rock
that
nigga
brand
you
When
I
pass
the
mac
to
rock
that
nigga
brand
you
[Hook]
Ten
out
of
ten
No
ya
chance
is
a
ninth
We
do
jail
wid
no
bail
Losin'
half
of
our
life
Livin'
the
life
of
the
poor
Losin'
sight
in
the
war
You
can
slice
it
down
precise
Shit's
trife
around
the
board
[Verse
2]
We
in
this
thing
together
Tryna
build
the
same
cheddar
It's
strange
sometimes
I
think
paranoid
clutchin'
my
waist
A
fake
couldn't
relate
to,
Drugs
and
honeys,
My
hugs
are
funny
And
thugs
blow
slugs
for
the
money
Gunshots,
mobbin'
up
quiet
late
nights
Walkin'
down
new,
you
betta
think
twice
This
shit
ain't
right,
It's
all
wrong,
Narc's
we
slide
on
It
ain't
safe
season
Say
it's
strength
in
numbers
We
rolled
the
whole
precint
Rev
the
whip
up,
We
live
'98
stick-ups
Loadin'
clips
up
That
flimsy
ass
vest
we
rip
up
New
jerz,
come
check
us
But
don't
test
us
Oppose,
we
throw
holes
in
ya
lexus
Act
whatever,
clap
whatever
When
we
clap
we
clap
together
Leavin'
you
cats
on
the
stretcher
O.n.s.
and
the
embassy,
Outlawz
and
pentagon
If
it
ain't
that,
It
ain't
shit
to
me
It
ain't
shit
to
me
Hook
[Verse
3]
Fake
lies,
close
ya
eyes,
Nigga
die
in
the
dark
You
little
hip
hop
cop,
Playin'
spy
in
the
park
We
turn
schemes
to
cream
Cause
we
fiend
for
green
Wid
the
cops
and
streets
watchin'
Ain't
no
need
to
dream
Codine
my
team,
Full
beam
on
ya
knotty
Killuminati
to
ya
body
Got
mooned
wid
the
shotti
Getto
star
you
for
amaru,
Yak
see
you
tomorrow,
I
know
you
here,
These
other
niggas
be
like
where
are
you?
The
henny'll
start
you,
Dirty
ever
semi
I
borrow,
No
confrontation
or
quarrel
I
can't
shake
up
or
startle
The
time
taker
Tying
'em
up
like
ron
baker
Here
to
shake
and
break
'em
down
Like
the
la
lakers
I
see
through
'em
Ain't
no
tellin'
what
i'ma
bout
to
leave
through
'em
While
he
lay
there
I
stay
there
While
the
paramedics'll
breathe
through
him
Squeeze
through
him,
Put
the
e
to
him,
hit
'em
up
He
gon'
lay
there
shakin'
waitin'
for
y'all
to
pick
him
up
Ya
outta
there,
Quick
as
you
squeal,
I'll
appeal
It's
kill
or
be
killed,
In
this
world
of
free
steel
Every
crew's
a
game,
Wearin'
blues
is
strange
From
how
you
move
you'll
be
named
For
what
you
doin'
who
you
claim
You
might,
think
it's
a
game
From
bein'
critically
acclaimed
A
war
winner
for
pitiful
game
Fuck
wid
hussein
[Verse
4]
From
cops
got
our
feet
tired
Everybody
split
up
anybody
get
caught
Son
just
keep
quiet,
These
c's
watchin'
me,
Two
cds'
of
armed
robbery
Terroristic
bread
and
possession
of
stolen
property,
Keep
to
myself
that's
how
I
got
to
be,
cats
acknowledge
me,
For
the
simple
fact
I
live
everyday
of
the
week
periodically
Premeditated
robberies,
how
could
you
possibly
Mistake
imperial
s
for
a
mental
or
methology
I'm
realer
than
the
cats
that
shot
at
me
I
think
I'll
probably,
ride
by
and
let
'em
sample
the
varieties,
My
hollow
ain't
easy
to
swallow,
Like
them
five
dollar
bottles,
Kill
or
be
killed's
my
motto,
I
do
it
cause
I
got
to,
I'ma,
straight
up
commodity
I
thug
in
this
society
On
the
side
ah
me's
my
niggas
that'll
die
for
me
Would
you
ride
for
me?,
or
get
rode
on?
Been
in
this
game
so
long
I
kick
slick
shit
in
every
sentence
Y'all
have
to
grow
on,
Throughout
my
hard
times
my
vision
was
blind
Hustlin'
dimes
fake
niggas
wanna
beef
wid
me
I
ain't
puttin'
it
in
my
rhymes
You
ain't
worth
it,
Wid
out
contact
I
catch
perfect,
Had
the
heart
in
front
of
the
crowd
But
in
your
eyes
you
nervous,
Now
start
chirpin',
The
.38
special
start
squirtin'
Leave
two
holes
in
ya
shirt
And
put
you
on
the
side
street
hurtin',
Now
that's
for
talkin'
out
ya
person,
(Muthafuckaz)
Fuckaz
[Outro]
Fatal
hussein,
fatal
hussein
Aiyyo,
(recognise)
Tell
somebody
come
get
me
(O.n.s.,
outlaw)
If
not
I'll
be
home
in
like
5
Hahahhahha
Motherfuckin'
friday
(Tick
like
time)
For
all
y'all
niggas
that
wanna
fuck
wit
me
Before
my
shit
come
out,
It's
about
to
drop
too
bitch,
(Y'all
don't
know
o.n.s
nasty
new)
Hey
ric
where
the
fuck
the
henny
at
Three
hundred
and
sixty
motherfuckin'
three
days
in
the
waker
Ahaha,
yo
fuck
that
calender
I
ain't
for
that
shit...
Yo
a-rock
man,
(Moddy
bang)
It's
on
for
them
niggas
(Killa
black)
Killa
black...
Альбом
In the Line of Fire
1 M. O. B
2 Everyday
3 Friday
4 I Know the Rules
5 Outlaws
6 Time's Wastin'
7 What's Your Life Worth?
8 Getto Star
9 Take Your Time
10 The World Is Changing
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