Текст песни 21st. Street (Remix) (Ft. Snoop Dogg) - iLoveMakonnen

One time for my cut,
Cause you know we stop "why",
Put one hundred thousand in ya favorite girl account,
Fourteen carrots in ya boy ear,
Thirty-five go for forty over here

Shut up girl you don't know our lingo,
ILoveMakonnen turn a song to a single,
Race me at the party hell no we can't mingle,
Make the (?) other flavors like pringles,
Selling the dope it get risky
NYPD don't stop and frisk meh,
Keep it OG and ya bound to get plenty
Mothafuckas' mad cause we known in every city,

And downtown,
On Twenty-first street,
We take it all around on town on Twenty-first street,
Money going up-town,
Money going downtown,
Money going up-town,
Money going downtown,
Money going up-town,
Money going downtown,
Money going up,
Money going down,

Ballin' on hoes you know i do,
Have racks over there on North Druid,
Hate on me for what i dont know,
Straight on thee the beef is a go,

I know what to do "get whisky",
All the time these fuckas' hatin on me,
Oh whoa, whoa,

36 nines to high for a bike,
Slap your face twice till your eyes get it right,
On me callin' the po'po,
Saying he's bringing the nose dough,
When you know that tale is a mothafuckin' lie,
Cause i'm the smartest guy in the FBI,
Rated 2003 on the S.A.T.,
And sold the fuckin' pound at the A.C.T.,
Ask the pimps in your town if they know about me,
Cause i'm something that the legends all inspired to be,
On Twenty-first street,
I make my money downtown

This is the street where it all goes down,
And you gotta stand tall, keep your feet on the ground,
Know, know, bow wow, new style, oh how?,
On your fucking bitch,
I spend a couple thou',
And then you wonder how, I am so original,
Pop twice then lean back, smooth like a criminal,
My nig,
These are not antonyms,
These are mac bars based off Slim and 'em,
A couple pimps on that Twenty-first Street keep that thang,
Just in case ya'll niggas want beef,
Slide stuff, dye stuff, go H.A.M.,
I hit the corner in a '78, drop top Boham,
Top back, pop back, right where I was in the fast lane,
Fuck a rain in the cup,
Put the pain in the blunt,
Put the pain in the blunt,
I'm hanging with my niggas, I don't really give a fuck,
Two one, nigga

And downtown on Twenty-first street,
We take it all around the town,
On Twenty-first street,
Money going up-town,
Money going downtown
Money going up-town,
Money going downtown
Money going up-town,
Money going downtown
Money going up,
Money going down

Fuck up off me nigga, fuck wrong with you nigga? This that mothafuckin' straight crack, this that mothafuckin' dead crack right here nigga. What you gone do, you tryna hit this? Or you just tryna' stay here in my goddamn face. Get fuck out my goddamn face

Uh, skurrt,
Here nigga,
Hit this weed so you can skurrt
Hit the pound on the ounce and then skurrt,
All the bitches coming outta town like, skurrt
I LOVE MAKONNEN, where you at, I had to skurrt
What? Hold up you got the pack? I'mma skurrt
Come around your town with the sacks like skurrt
Mothafuckas' mad cause I'm back like skrr
You know if a fucka' try to sleep on us
Walk yo' ass up like a line for yo' bus
Boy don't miss that bus at ya' mothafuckin' school
Yo' ass stupid, you gone be a damn fool
Shoulda' stayed yo' ass in that goddamn house
Now you kicked out, living like a fuckin' mouse
I hit the gas on the pedal then skurrt
Drop the top on bitches down the street and then skurrt
Loving all the way I got the money like skurrt
I don't give a fuck bitch you ain't a pretty, skurrt
I only talk to girls that wear mini skirts
Downtown on Twenty-first Street