Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Da Villa , by - Pete Rock. Song from the album Soul Survivor II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.10.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bbe
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Da Villa , by - Pete Rock. Song from the album Soul Survivor II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDa Villa |
| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too |
| Villa nigga, That’s the crew when you rep' (Who?) |
| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you |
| It’s the S move, crushin' your best dude |
| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too |
| (Guess who) just stepped in the basement with Pete? |
| Quick, swift with the flow boy S to the V |
| Hear the static in the records, the dust in the beat |
| Grimy like the ghettos when it’s pitch black in the streets |
| Red alert nigga better beware, bring the heat |
| Soul Suvivor comin' through so it’s hasta la vie |
| V.I.P. |
| dog watch us just take it to the top |
| Plus we so Detroit like Murphy was in Robocop |
| Say we can’t do a thing and man we ain’t 'sposed |
| But I’m quick to return like I’m breakfast with the toast |
| Villa in the spot tryn’a gain and maintain, yeah (oh) |
| Tryna erase you lames, most slept in the game |
| S Villa, nigga, that’s the crew when you rep' (Who?) |
| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you (You!) |
| It’s the S (move!), crushin' your best dude (dude) |
| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too |
| Villa nigga, That’s the crew when you rep' (Who?) |
| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you |
| It’s the S move, crushin' your best dude |
| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too |
| Yeah yeah |
| Sharp, retaliate your fleet with animal instinct |
| Walk with alligator feet, talk like Keith through alleyway and street |
| Avenue crime scene locked in my rhyme scheme |
| When plottin to blow, like watchin' a disappearing |
| On Bin-Laden; |
| I’m a vocal assassin, my throat is a handgun |
| When you think I’m chokin', I’m in motion to land one |
| And get you open — basically sick, facin' me, nah |
| Your bones’ll get thrown through a masonry wall |
| Without me breakin' the bricks |
| With wallow in my venom |
| Split nozzle from a kit combo Get bravo from the womens |
| Lift pothole, admit defeat and forget it |
| I’m well known to speak in heat of a minute |
| Like I’m linked to a cell phone, reachin' the limit |
| Meet yo untimely demise, I |
| Flow with the entire glow of a diamond insides |
| Let the fire blows from the cannon, I can win and I will |
| At random I peel steel like a mechanic that builds |
| And strip away, nibble on simple prey |
| Simple minded, whistle silent when I ripple my mental rage |
| Trip’ll ride and then flee from the scene paid (hey) |
| I’m on your head like a wooden contraption |
| Collapsin' the guillotine blade |
| 'Til your eyes is bigger than DMC’s shades |
| Not the low B grades, we 4.0 with the flow |
| You see A’s |
| S Villa, nigga, that’s the crew when you rep' (Who?) |
| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you (You!) |
| It’s the S (move!), crushin' your best dude (dude) |
| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too |
| Villa nigga, That’s the crew when you rep' (Who?) |
| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you |
| It’s the S move, crushin' your best dude |
| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too |
| Speak ghetto language for niggas to hold |
| Tarnish bubble-gum raps when I switch and turn gold |
| See the plaques on the wall but we platinum status |
| One verse is like a gauge and blow a nigga off the atlas |
| Man listen, I’ll break them bad habits |
| For the pursuit of the green I gots to get the cabbage (yup!) |
| Me and my dudes, my man, we all savage |
| Can’t reach the status quota your team, they all average |
| Comin' outta the dark, I undoubtedly spark ironically |
| My sane mind sharp as James Bond part for Sean Connery |
| Your rhyme odyssey, possess a treacherous style |
| Bet you would bow if my nine possibly |
| Shot your knee on the left |
| Cuff gat, criminal act, tough rap, bust back |
| Like genital sacks that’s gushin with something that resemble the Claps |
| You dealin' with a multiple manic-depressin' |
| Instillin' panic and stress on all o' you |
| S Villa, nigga, that’s the crew when you rep' (Who?) |
| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you (You!) |
| It’s the S (move!), crushin' your best dude (dude) |
| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too |
| Villa nigga, That’s the crew when you rep' (Who?) |
| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you |
| It’s the S move, crushin' your best dude |
| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Grown Man Sport ft. Ini | 2017 |
| Fall in Love | 2010 |
| I Get Physical ft. Pete Rock | 1993 |
| Climax | 2010 |
| Take You There ft. Pete Rock | 1993 |
| Step Up ft. Ini | 2017 |
| Jump Around ft. Pete Rock | 1992 |
| 2U4U | 2010 |
| The Life I Live ft. Ini | 2017 |
| Think Twice ft. Ini | 2017 |
| Reunion ft. J Dilla | 2003 |
| Carmel City ft. Pete Rock | 1993 |
| The Look of Love | 2007 |
| Hold Tight ft. Slum Village, Q-Tip, Jay Dee feat. Q-Tip | 2009 |
| Square One ft. Ini | 2017 |
| Memory of... (US) ft. Estelle, Pete Rock | 2016 |
| Aerodynamic ft. Slum Village | 2003 |
| Fakin Jax ft. Ini | 2017 |
| All the Places ft. Pete Rock | 1993 |
| Conant Gardens | 2010 |
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Pete Rock
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Slum Village