| Yo! |
| Hopped off this phone with Bun, rolled this blunt
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| Told him son your album so cold I’m numb
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| Fittin to go plat, but If I go gold just once
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| I copped enough coke and guns to open Trump
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| Towers of my own, then I control the slums
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| Where the birds and the rats and the roaches from
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| Far as rap goes, I’m the coldest one
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| Just gimme the mic, I’ll show you the soul of Pun
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| Like, I’ll grip the mini matic irratically fat as family
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| Snatchin vanity Violator couldn’t manage me
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| Uh! |
| They don’t really want it what Tony Montana be sniffin
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| Danity Kane so insane is reality
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| My pain is reality, grippin this mic
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| After me other rappers don’t sound that TIIIIGHHHHHHHHHTTTTTT!!!
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| Ology in the place with Bun B
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| And we got what it takes to rock the mic RIIIGHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTT!!!
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| Chorus: Termanology] (DJ Premier scratching)
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| This is how we (ROCK) This is how we (ROCK)
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| This is how we (R-R-R-R-ROCK-ROCK)
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| This is how we (ROCK-R-R-R-R-ROCK)
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| This is how we (ROCK-ROCK-R-ROCK
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| (DJ Premier scratching)
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| This is how we (ROCK) This is how we (ROCK)
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| This is how we (R-R-R-R-R-R-R-ROCK)
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| This is how we (ROCK-R-R-ROCK-R)
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| This is how we (ROCK-R-ROCK-Now this is how we rock!)
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| I be jumpin out the bushes like a jag, boy
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| Better watch yo' back boy, the king of the trill is in the buildin
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| Killin the track boy, act boy, like you want do it
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| Get smacked, boy, head cracked boy, I thought you knew it
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| Matter fact, boy, you in the wrong place with the wrong one
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| On the shark pier and you 'bout to walk the long one
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| Sing a sad song son, play a violin
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| To your preacher to the choir, G I’m about to end you
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| Bun B, the best that did it and still doin it
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| Cut on the track and I’m black and blue in it, ruin it
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| Like a, wet dream better keep it movin like a jet stream
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| With me and Termanology out to get cream
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| We on the next scheme while you still plannin the first
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| Dyin of thirst, I po' out a bottle for Pimp C!
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| UGK fo' life, nothing above it
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| With Premier on the beat and Termanology you gotta love it!
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| (DJ Premier scratching)
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| This is how we (ROCK) *This is how we (ROCK)
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| This is how we (R-R-R-R-ROCK)
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| This is how we (R-R-R-R-R-R-ROCK-ROCK)
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| This is how we (R-OCK-R-OCK-ROCK)
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| This is how we (ROCK-ROCK-ROCK-ROCK)
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| This is how we (ROCK-R-R-R-R-R-ROCK!)
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| Put the mind and the body with the rhyme and the shotty
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| Gonna find me a mami sippin lime and Bacardi
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| Get down like John Gotti with the mafia behind me
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| Gettin profit like the sign me army closin when ya find me then
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| Uh, I keep bombin that Osama ship predominately coffins
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| At the novelist involed in this more tonic shit
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| You gotta follow it the cat you pop a bottle with
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| Still, go on and rock this shit Bun what’s the politics?
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| Term, you already know it’s Obama '08
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| Cats in the streets is like, mo' skama, mo' weight
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| The rap industry is mo' drama, mo' hate
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| Mo' Money means you got Mo' Problems on yo' plate
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| It’s all good though cause we still in the hood though
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| Gettin love where these fake rappers wish they could go
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| I wish they would show they face in the ghetto
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| We put 'em in a nice, deep, dark place in the ghetto, for real!
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| (DJ Premier scratching)
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| This is how we (ROCK) This is how we (ROCK)
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| This is how we (ROCK-ROCK)
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| This is how we (ROCK) *This is how we (ROCK)
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| This is how we (ROCK)
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| This is how we (R-R-ROCK)
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| This is how we (ROCK-Now this is how we rock!) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How We Rock, artist - Termanology. Album song Politics As Usual, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп