- Luke freestyle joint 歌詞
- Luke
- (featuring Clayvosie Debonaire Fresh Kid Ice JT Money)
Intro: Luke Awwwwwwwww ****! Ha ha yeah! Luke Records in the **********in House we gon freestyle this thing for the 1993 yo yo .... Clayvosie in the **********in house! Home Team in the mother **********in house! J T a Money money Poi son Clan in the **********in house! *Aak!* Fresh Kid Ice in the **********in house! Fre sh Kid Ice in the **********in, house, *ak!*, Clay-vo-sie, just get on the mike and do what ya like! Verse 1: Clayvosie Vosie gettin busy in **********in 93 Freakin all the hoes and gettin plenty ***** So when it comes to hoes you call me Mr. Peepin Tom When youre home alone you might wanna gimme some Then here I go creepin in your window Bend that ass over and Ima **** you like a dirty hoe You know Im pimpin all hoes in the 90s The only place I want a ***** to stand is behind me Cause Im cool like that, with my big-ass gat, And my sawed-off pump in the back For any ***** with beef in their ****in teeth, Wanna be like a player but you cant compete So I be **** in hoes, and ****in up *****s And still gettin paid, so watch me get bigger Brand new, on the scene with my ***** Luke > From the bottom, *****s, so what you wanna do? Chorus(4x): ('Lets take it to the stage, sucka!') Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice Out of Chinatown, *****eson the **** And Im just rappin to a Kid Ice flick From a plate of rice to a pot of gumbo Ill eat ya ass up cause its time to rumble Cause your * **** is on the **** cause of who I am The Fresh Kid Ice, the Chinaman Comin from the bottom, straight to the top Comin clean and housin your spot Hoes, they love me cause they say Im crazy Since Im runnin round town, pluckin them daisies Whip ya whole ass when I **** her Cause Id rather a ***** wholl kneel down and pucker Luke put me down, and I come off Since I ****ed your hoe, Ima piss you off **** with Chinaman, and you die When my black bag open, gunshots run wild! Chorus Verse 3: Debonaire Well hey yo, Im catchin wreck Chillin by the projects, money got the high-techs Goin till the break odawn, never see bed Get red when I said, got gats plus the (???) Flip-time, better parlay in front o me Im goin out and showin out shots from the uzi Once again Im here to buck the fate talk game Magazines get picked like shirt to bloodstains Ima serve heat to the c****s who forget theyself Im steppin back from the crowd and then its on I got the hand-skills for the county kid big man So, money-grip, better chill with the ill Its the Beatstreet, not the same Jay (?) Home Team boogie down in the house and it's on And ya dont stop, punk crews cant top this Bad lands in the house (?) Im out to rock it, Beatstreet! Chorus Interval: Luke Yo , it aint nothin but a lil freestyle thing to do! Home Team boogie in The house, Clayvosie, Clayvosie, Fresh Kid Ice, twice as nice, yo, check This out - Mike Fresh on the beats, Eddie mix on the mix, yours truly, Just swervin and curvin this thing. Yo, JT Money - tell these *****s bout some of that Rufftown Behavior! Verse 4: JT Money Time to rip, money-grip, a ***** tired of waitin Pass the mic like Marino, Ill catch it like Mark Clayton Yeah, its that *****, JT in effect, and my ****s gotten a lil bigger So Im talkin more **** in the Nine-Tre **** the police, cause ******** **in crime pays Peace to them hoes that suck **** If you dont, go get hit by a truck, *****! I kicks the raw ****, not the flaw **** Pull out my 4-5th, *****s hit the floor quick Peace to Ram and my main man U-Y If I could sing I would shooby-dooby -doo While I might be rippin, nobody else is rippin Peace to the homies, **** them *****s that be trippin Poison Clan *****s in the house, dont **** around Peace! Im out, comin from Rufftown, *****! ChorusThanks to thudord
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