Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Veronica, artist - Onyx. Album song Shut 'Em Down, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.06.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A Def Jam Recordings Release;
Song language: English
Veronica |
Ay yo Stick man, shit is fucked up! |
(Who the fuck this?) |
It’s fuckin Fredro man! |
(Yo yo yo, turn the muthafuckin music down god.) |
It’s my fuckin word, Sticky, man! |
(Yo what’s up nigga?) |
Muthafuckas wetted everything out there |
(What the fuck you talkin about?) |
Muthafuckas is dead, son! |
(Yo yo, calm down nigga, calm down!) |
Word to fuckin mother man! |
(Just tell me what happened, god.) |
It had to be about eight o’clock (Uh huh, uh huh) |
When niggas sprayed the block, it’s mad hot |
Yo half the spot got locked |
(What? Who got shot?) |
My little nigga Bill from down the hill |
We had a one three five |
I heard he might not survive (Aw, damn) |
He caught one in his leg |
Two shots hit him in his upper (What?) |
Part of his chest, two inches above his vest |
Heard you next (I'm next?) |
That’s the word in the projects |
(What? Them niggas ain’t no threat |
They’ll whole set’ll get wet |
Yo go get the AK, and my two nines with the silencers |
And at seven thirty, y’all niggas meet me at Veronica’s) |
Aight, no doubt, yo be safe, yo nigga I’m out |
Yo yo Stick hold up, yo yo yo Stick, talk to Son |
(Aight, aight) Don’t even wet that done, yo I’m bringin mad guns |
{Ay yo Stick, that’s my word |
It might be them niggas from Riverside |
Cuz I heard they knew somethin |
About how my little nigga died} |
(Who who, little Dave with the red car?) |
{Yeah, he had beef up there |
With the same ones we seen at the strip arcade |
With the scar by his head} |
(Aight aight, get the big shit, no bullshit, it’s time to flip |
And I’ll see y’all niggas later, be safe) |
Then they jumped in the Expo |
Aiyyo Son slow down, we got mad techs yo |
Fuck that I’m vexed yo! |
Yeah I know, I know but chill, let alone and chill |
We meet the gods so we can bill on these niggas for real |
It was a half an hour drive 'fore they finally arrive |
Veronica came to the door, she smiled and said |
Hi, hi! |
Step inside, get out the rain get dry |
Sticky’s in the back playing pool by the sauna |
We stepped in the back all I smelled was marijuana |
(Yo what’s up?) Yo nigga what’s up |
(You know I don’t give a fuck |
Them niggas time’s up |
You got them two nines or what?) |
No doubt, I bought it all out |
(Ay yo yo yo, chill let’s play it smart |
And catch em by surprise |
We’ll do it on the ninjas |
In the mornin before the sunrise |
Ay yo Veronica, *Yes?* yo gimme some beers |
And cook me some food, I’m starvin) |
Yo Stick, what’s up with this bitch? |
(I'm startin to like this chick) |
Yo she a bad bitch |
(Yo fuck it, rack it up |
C’mon lemme bust your ass |
Nine ball) |
Yeah aight, put your money where your mouth is |
Winner take all |
{Ay yo, I got next, pass me a Beck’s and a philly |
Cuz this L we bout to puff is for my nigga Billy} |
A hour passed |
(See? She know I’m the damn boss) |
You guys enjoy your meal* |
Ay yo this food is slammin, god |
She cook like she black |
(Yeah, and after this I’mma go upstairs and tear out her back) |
Ok, alright* |
(Veronica? *Huh?* Who was that?) |
(C'mere my little freak dog, why you lookin so sad? |
You want daddy to cheer you up? |
You know you like when I spank you |
So bend over by the bedpost and grab your ankles) |
(After three nut, then fell the fuck out |
Cuz in the mornin gotta take care of this b-i |
No doubt) |
Wake up motherfuckers! |
Oh shit! |
What did I see? |
Five niggas pointin guns at me (.?.) and Sonsee |
Nigga get the fuck on the floor!* |
Hit me dead in the jaw |
With the chrome four four |
Woke up the next mornin, couldn’t hardly sleep last night |
Oh shit my two nines is missin, wait something ain’t right |
Where the fuck that bitch go? |
Damn that ho! |
Wait, I know, that bitch in the kitchen praly makin me something to eat |
But still wearin my heat |
Fuck it I’mma wake these niggas up so we can go hit the street |
I went downstairs, couldn’t believe my eyes |
I seen Veronica with three guys twice my size |
They all had guns but I was gatless |
Last thing I saw was the kid with the scar |
And then I seen blackness |
Remember thinkin', how the fuck they know? |
Oh, Veronica |
Oh, Veronica, Veronica |