Redman feat. DMX - Soopaman Luva 5 - Prt. I текст песни

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?



Авторы: Reggie Noble


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