Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song McNasty Filth, artist - Jaylib. Album song Champion Sound, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Stones Throw
Song language: English
McNasty Filth |
| It’s Frank Nitty in the place to be |
| With J — D to the ILLA and the L.I.B |
| So let me see you touch the sky |
| Let me see you raise them hands up high |
| Madlib, Frank, Dank, Dilla |
| Chasing paper blazin up in this bitch |
| We raise up the stakes |
| A little bit and SHUT SHIT DOWN |
| Tone to chrome to the zone? |
| You need to put your hands up |
| Is what you need to do |
| Plus niggas got game like the Ps2 |
| It’s Dankery off and here bout to set it |
| Things looked charged in here bout to let it go |
| Back and Forth like a big ol ass |
| I’m a mack of course that’s a big ol ass |
| Got me up in this muthafucker |
| I am in this muthafucker |
| Yea nigga! |
| D.I.L… A the man the myth |
| The plan is to get the grands |
| And cause panic when I spit that |
| It’s that bout it, bout it |
| Niggas thinking they hot but it’s not |
| It’s… |
| It’s Dank Hard looking for hoes |
| The ones that working it hard |
| I’m looking for those |
| So they can shake their ass for us |
| I told ya’ll in McNasty trust |
| We got bitches, weed and blunts |
| We go with the fall guys leading stunts |
| Cause players is out here doing their thing |
| I told what McNasty brings |
| It’s gangsta we all chasing scrilla |
| Bet your ass, that it’s not a game |
| We real ghetto with the |
| Filth, flawn, flawn, filth |
| Hittin em hard with the bars that I spit |
| It’s Frank-N-Dank |
| You know who it is |
| Rocking over tracks with Dilla |
| And my nigga Madlib |
| Cause we are in this muthafucka |
| We are in this muthafucka |
| It’s Frank, Dank, Dilla |
| Chasing paper, blazing up in this bitch |
| So raise up the stakes nigga |
| We are in this muthafucka |
| We are in this muthafucka |
| It’s Frank, Dank & J Deezy |
| With Madlib colabin' |
| To bringin that heat to blast nigga |
| We are in this muthafucka |
| We are in this muthafucka |
| And we gets dirty |
| Like we bred and crispy |
| Stripin away your pride |
| We get busy with the |
| Pat Banis Madlib |
| And J to the Frank |
| And mad is at it again |
| And we got those chickens |
| Plus the flow is sick |
| Known for the pimpin |
| Hoes blow the dick |
| When I pop collars |
| Drop dollas, hop, hoppin |
| In and out of 2000 plus caddys |
| And blazin that ism |
| Bangin that boomin system |
| Jeep volume, feets tallin |
| Jeep crawlin, we ballin |
| Told ya’ll before not to play me out the gate |
| Gettin cake and rocking chains |
| Making nigga, NV, tens beating |
| Takin the game like Vincent C, nigga |
| Wack niggas go straight to the back |
| Cause we all up in here |
| Don’t know how to react when |
| We are in this muthafucka |
| We are in this muthafucka |
| All ladies go straight to the front |
| Cause we’re real playalistic |
| We know what you want when |
| We are in this muthafucka |
| We are in this muthafucka |
| We are in this muthafucka |
| We are in this muthafucka |