Текст песни Soopaman Luva 5 - Prt. I - DMX , Redman
Somebody
stole
my
mojo!
Yo,
once
again.
Soopaman
Luva
flying
through
the
fuckin
sky
I'm
lookin
for
my
mojo,
I'm
fried
chinky-eyed
My
cape
is
still
tore
up,
but
I
make
a
lil'
money
I'm
like
Ace
Ventura,
duckin
my
landlord
The
land
of
the
poor,
where
I
handle
my
biz
I
got
a
weed
spot
on
the
block
Hannibal
live
Pokemon
on
the
pipe,
Rudolph
the
deer
Red-Nose
Glow
in
the
night,
when
his
nose
gettin
right
I
pimp
Snow
and
Vanna
White
on
the
ho
stroll
Dr.
Ruth
on
E,
sippin
Old
Gold
Mr.
T
on
crack,
mohawk
cornrow
In
South
Park
with
the
Chef,
in
the
stolen
Ford
"I'm
lookin
for
my
mojo,
where
it
at?
Got
a
APB
on
it
dawg,
where
it
at?"
I
ran
into
Cita,
from
BET
She
said,
"Man
is
a
nigga,
that's
fast
on
the
trigger
I
thought
he
was
you,
when
we
had
the
party
for
two
My
girlfriend
said
the
same,
majority
rules"
"Damn!!
Who
takin
my
women?
Who
takin
my
chickens
around
Thanksgiving?
Now
that's
pimpin!"
Called
my
man
Meth
and
Bishop
Don
Juan
He
smokin
a
blunt,
other
sippin
Chandon
He
said
it
ain't
the
game,
but
how
you
play
it
So
I
can't
hate
the
game,
so
I'm
dyin
to
play
it
Now
I'm
back
in
the
air,
ready
to
put
my
smack
down
I'm
searchin
for
the
impostor
to
pat
down
I'm
urgin
to
put
the
Glock
up
and
clap
rounds
It's
curtains
like
Jimmy
Hoffa,
he
not
found
So
ride
on
me,
try
homie
Your
plan'll
fail
like
the
Acme
Kit
from
Coyote
Now
I'mma
find
the
bastard
that
stole
my
juice
Soopaman
Part
Five,
in
your
archives
Aiyyo
yo
fuck
that!
Aiyyo
I
gotta
find
my
motherfuckin
mojo
Aiyyo
Reggie
Noble,
aiyyo
Reggie
Noble
c'mere
nigga!
Aiyyo
start
it
off
while
I
tell
you
how
it
went
down
Yo,
yo
Put
the
drop
down,
get
your
smoke
on
Get
your
feel
on,
are
you
feeling?
Get
your
girl
on,
get
your
squeeze
on
Get
your
bus
on,
are
you
chilling?
Are
you
wheeling,
are
you
feeling?
How
you
feeling?
And
we
gon'
hooo-oooh-ooh
(Tell
me
what
you
doin)
C'mon,
yo
yo-yo
yo,
yo
yo
I
had
to
put
the
mash
down,
throw
the
cash
around
Stay
focused,
on
the
case
put
the
hash
down
Jetted
through
the
air
about
five
miles
per
hour
My
mojo
gone
I
can't
fly
like
I
wanna
But
this
case
is
easy,
find
that
motherfucker
that
Couldn't
wait
to
be
me,
put
his
face
on
TV
From
the
Tec
blow,
I
asked
my
ex-hoes
Pass
off
some
info
for
a
pair
of
X.O.'s
"Write
the
check
low,
I
don't
do
that
I
told
you
that
shit
before
when
I
boned
your
back!"
Now
I'm
back
to
square
one,
and
everybody
hatin
So
I
popped
the
flare
gun,
now
they
all
escapin
Ran
into
Gator,
from
Jungle
Fever
He's
my
people
and
my
neighbor,
I
said
I
need
a
favor
He
said
"For
ten
dollars,
and
for
ten
Whoppers
From
Burger
King,
I'll
tell
you
the
nigga
who
gotcha."
Gave
him
what
he
wanted
plus
the
extra
large
fry
He
said
"Blue
eyes,
blonde
hair,
a
white
guy"
I
said...
"What
the
fuck
going
on?!
A
white
guy
interrupting
my
fuck
flowing
on?"
So
I
copped
some
new
ammo,
reloaded
my
flare
gun
Stalking
like
Rambo,
mixed
with
Commando
Gator
pushed
the
ten-speed
bike,
I'm
on
the
handle
Crashed
into
somethin
cause
he
high
off
my
man
blow
I
jumped
up
and
backtracked
myself
Who's
the
last
ho
I
fucked
or
throat
I
cut
I
said
"Wait
a
minute,
yo,
that
bitch
Jane
on
the
prowl
again
I
bet
she
up
to
no
good,
actin
foul
again
Yeah,
yeah,
it
ain't
nuttin,
I
get
her
if
I
want
her
Matter
of
fact
I'm
gonna
cause
she
live
around
the
corner."
I
walked
up
scared
with
my
hands
on
my
flares
and
my
armor
Cause
she
bring
drama
like
Jeffrey
Dahmer
But
I
heard
fuckin
all
the
way
from
the
bottom
I'm
like,
"Damn
she
yelling!"
Kinda
made
me
jealous
Knocked
on
the
door
enraged
Like
a
broke-ass
rapper,
at
a
label
that
ain't
toured
in
days
"Do
it
clown,
before
I
count
to
four
now
Cause
if
I
hit
five
them
flares'll
blow
your
door
down!"
I
heard
the
zipper
zip
up,
and
they
was
tryin
to
run
So
I
re-clipped
the
clip
up,
and
blew
it
before
one
"Freeze
motherfuckers!",
I
jumped
on
Jane
back
"I
want
the
cheese
motherfuckers!
And
my
name
back."
We
tussling,
fighting,
biting
skin
and
rustling
Slaps
in
the
face,
chokes
with
the
belt
buckle
and
Her
knees
buckling,
I
thought
to
myself
"Where's
that
motherfuckin
white
guy
she
was
fuckin?"
then
Right
out
the
blue
Owww!
Who
dat?
Who
dere?
1 Roller Coaster Malpractice (Intro)
2 Diggy Doc
3 Lick A Shot
4 Let's Get Dirty (I Can't Get In Da Club)
5 WKYA (Drop)
6 2-Way Madness - Skit
7 Real Niggaz
8 Uh-Huh
9 Da Bullshit
10 Who Wants To F*** A Millionaire (Skit)
11 Enjoy Da Ride
12 Jerry Swinger Stickup - Skit
13 J.U.M.P.
14 Muh F***a
15 Bricks Two
16 Wrong 4 Dat
17 Judge Juniqua - Skit
18 Dat Bitch
19 Doggz II
20 Whut I'ma Do Now
21 Soopaman Luva 5 - Prt. I
22 Soopaman Luva 5 (Part II)
23 Smash Sumthin'
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