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クーリオ( Coolio )
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Hand On My Nutsac
作詞:Brian Dobbs, Artis L., Jr. Ivey
I got my hand on my nutsac burnin 'cross the stage In a motherfuckin' rage, like a animal in a cage I catch wrecks like a junkyard fool Fuck around and getcha holdin' that jar, Cool
Yep, that's me on the motherfuckin' mic-a Nova, happy to strike niggas like a viper Who rules the step to the rep that I kept For a long, long, long, long, long, long, time
I got more flavor than a truck load of Snickers Ya punch her by the straps, ya got to kick her, fuck it That's how it go when ya dealin' with a proper Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
Coolio locc and I'm down to blast Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass Motherfuckers curse me but they can't hurt me When I'm doin' dirt, that's why I show no mercy
I flips the scripts and it's the dips when I rips And rock the fuckin' house for the Bloods and Crips Danger, danger, ol' gangsta, gangsta Droppin dogs on the
40 Thevz and the band with a plan to make some stops Niggas die on the street but they don't play taps Or 21 gun salute, there ain't cahoots My name ain't Alex Haley but I still got roots
I bang, bang, bang to the air, now ya dead It was a black and white thang but now it's blue and red This ain't an episode of Batman, it's more like a Blackman Slap yo' ass up and I jacked ya for ya Walkman
Niggas on the top and you don't deserve nothin' They fightin' punks, their rags is fucked, they shouldn't even be bumpin' Suckas play the back 'cause I'm dope when I rap And my hand's on my motherfuckin' nutsac and it's like that
It's time for me to step so I'm steppin' in deep I was born a thief so ya know I'm on the creep もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Sucka nigga wanna test me but he can't best me Buck, buck to the chest and I guess you're deathly
Now I gotta treat ya like a sucka 'Cause you're soft like butter, you punk motherfucker Coolio but you can call me Boo I drop da shit on ya lyrics 'cause ya rhyme style is doo-doo
Ass, feces, you don't wanna see me With a flashlight 'cause I serve that ass Word to the motherfuckin' homies And you know you can't hold me or throw me, so blow me
How many niggas must I stick before you get my dift? And fully understand not to fuck with this I never been a stoner, take ya momma home and blown her One night stand and once again she's a loner
'Cause I won't be played out, strung out, laid out She only gave it up because she thought I had some crack And I won't be strayed by a lame ass dame Keep my dollars in my pockets 'cause I'm hip to ya game
Hoes be actin' like they love me but they only wanna fuck me And suck me but don't touch me Back up off me hooker 'cause I won't be taken Go find you another motherfucker, you can break it
I gots to keep playin' these niggas like ping-pong And hit 'em like King Kong, they singin' the same song 93 is the year and yes I'm gettin' bigger Gave a shot to the 121 'cause they my niggas
Scotty B ridin' shotgun, boom, he got one Only God knows if he'll catch a hot one Knick-knack, paddy-wack, Wino's in the back And my hand's on my motherfuckin' nutsac and it's like that
I got my hand on my nutsac, na na na na na na I got my hand on my nutsac, na na na na na na I got my hand on my nutsac, na na na na na na and it's like that
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