Vinnie Paz, Percee P & Guilty Simpson - Watch Yo Step текст песни

Текст песни Watch Yo Step - Percee P , Vinnie Paz , Guilty Simpson




Yeah, Vinnie Paz, Jedi Mind Tricks
Percy P, Madlib
What's the fucking deal, baby?
This is how we get down out here
What up, Perc? (What up, kid?)
Philly to Patsy projects, Bronx, New York
Yeah (You know what it is)
My guns are bigger than a baby's arm
With Agent Orange like I was raised in 'Nam
The bullets stay inside your brain like it's your favorite song
I don't give a fuck who they hittin', they can graze your moms
I load the motherfucking clip and they like baby bombs
I see it as something beautiful when the metal fly
Around the way call me Lucifer, a hell of a guy
I'm a motherfucking veteran, I'm telling you why
Beat his head until there's red in him, I'm letting him die
City of brotherly thugs, the home of filthy pimpin'
You ain't fucking around with Vinnie, Perc', or Guilty Simpson
Unless you wanna be the target that we dump the clip in
I do this shit during the day, I like the gun to glisten
You a backwards motherfucker, you run to prison
You think that being locked with males in jail a fun position
You should kill yourself, rapper, and be stuck in the earth
To be honest, ain't no rapper that can fuck with you, Perc'
For the cats in the hood with a rep
Hustle through the A.M. when most men slept
In the waistline where the Roscoe's kept
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
We here to eat till it's no food left
In the waistline where the Roscoe's kept
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
Fast and slow pace, my flow lace tracks, this cat'll throw bass
And don't waste steps and go chase broads to no place
Master streets, impress the priest, pimps stress for weeks
Hoes left to be the guest to cheat and test the sheet
Rippin' shows from here to Britain, yo, I'm hittin' hoes
Skippin' those women that's sniffin' blow and not gettin' dough
First degree, murder rhymes, disturb your mind like urban lines
The cobaltly words and signs of Percy P
Amateurs know they can't stand with the pro
My Bronx-Angeles flow cause damage to foes
Scandalous foes better handle it, yo
I'm gettin' at fools that are clippin' blacks, spittin' raps
Hittin' cats for kickin' wack lyrics to bitten tracks
My interviews say I sent a few lines to diminish crews
Some men'll do shit like bend the rules
Go for the kill, I'll still finish you
I'm so hot, you gotta close shop
You know not to open yo' spot
When I patrol blocks you gettin' no props
For the cats in the hood with a rep
Hustle through the A.M. when most men slept
In the waistline where the Roscoe's kept
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
We here to eat till it's no food left
In the waistline where the Roscoe's kept
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
Guilty Simpson, damage beyond words' descriptions
Rough verse inscriptions, wrote by a cutthroat
Smoke in the alley where the young cats bust toast
Pinchin' pennies to pay up his truck note
My various techniques compare him to Jet Li
I chop with an AK and kick when it's payday
Let's see, how many men must test me
Deadly with a pen, let the rest be
Face down in the playground
Six feet deep in the sandbox
When my right hand cocks back on the hammer
You rest in peace
I prey on wack cats when I bless the beats
Like priests in the Vatican, heat rat-a-tatted in
Spray up your vehicle your homeboy's travelin'
Fuck the spots they brag about
We kick your front door in and drag 'em out
For the cats in the hood with a rep
Hustle through the A.M. when most men slept
In the waistline where the Roscoe's kept
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
We here to eat till it's no food left
In the waistline where the Roscoe's kept
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step
I'm on the edge, nigga, watch yo' step



Авторы: Otis Jackson, John Percy Simon, Byron Simpson, Vincent Luviner



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