d.r. of classic l znaci (feat. dre baker) şarkı sözleri

Uh, sine tvđi nije niko roko Rimam ko da sam se tri dana dopo Udaro, od gljiva ko da mi se mind choke-o Rimam ko da sam si skinuo crni mrak topom - baš po svom Bratko depresivno represivan, samo sebi Ima petnaest 'dina ovaj rap me dira Još petnaest nizam, ako toliko me rap verse hit A ima žaba u toj bari, više nego zuba kita Ako ćeš šutit', neće ući kita Beat ti složim, udara i refren Bez kompresije i drum kita Ja sam pogan, to mi je ćud Pitt-a Lud, kidnapujem te u djelu Ako smiješ mi se, mood Signal šaljem dimom u nebesa iz svog mood swing-a Pišem ove redove ko izrešetan kurir Na web portale banem u urni, sa dvaes' četri inča Lud igrač, kruziram pick-up Uđi na prednja vrata kad se smješkam Neću samo jako, izbit' ću sve zgrade iz temelja Da se ne sjećam gdje je start, jako Hoću pakt s mrakom, baš Ja ko nabildan security, idem provjerit si tlak Ja ko izbrijan gljivičar na putu za posljedni akt Ja ko kidam sve bedeme prepreke, kao i pakt s vragom Neću rat, s maglom dolazi ipak, marš Pohod, plač, lokot, strah, logor, rat Jesi sad skont'o... ah, reci mi jesi sad skonto Upadam k'o interventna, a nisi niti blunt dodo Bolje odan bez premca, nego i high s droljom Dajem crni vibe u svakoj lajni, jesi glad skonto So many slugs in my gun Only one drug in my blunt Big dogs get drug to the front Best leave your love where you from You can't come in here like that That's knife in fight with a drum Good likes in twined with a bum Think Tyson times where I'm from That nine co-signed by that murder crime So watch where you run These rhymes ain't lines I just pick a time and bring you all to the slums I scalp them all from the root Texas chainsaw with the cut Cut from that cloth of the cook Just how much sauce did you put I mean... I can't give them means to take my recipes Won't even bless a sneeze, when congestion leave I get the best degrees of your questioning No hidden messaging I eject the key you won't fret and leave With my weaponry, If you on deck with me You better man the fleet, can't manage me I'm the commander chief like, why Is that a cauldron or kettle, I'm too hot for this level I could box with the devil, 'till I'm in a box under shovels Under rocks, under pressure, let's weigh out these measures Now should we take these measures Or should we just do better, they can't copy my schedule So it's now or it's never, so it's now uh uh...uh Now you can't take me out the picture If u go, I'm gone go wit ya I can't leave you hear to mess up this time - this time I can't trust you with my vision I move lucid thru my wisdom I mean good all my intentions alright - alright I attach choppers to extensions If I can't get your attention, maybe then They'll make you listen this time - this time I mean good with my intentions But you bet not test the system Or be kept up ain't no safety outside They won't take me alive, raise the pound Then blaze them down with my favorite fire Raised with hounds Them stables down So we skate and fly To praise the sounds of them Fable towns we heard bout Black Wall Street won't be blurred out
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