- Canibus Take 'Dat 歌詞
- Canibus
- (Canibus)
Fake *****s get rejected, auditioning for heart
They auditioning for the wrong part
*****, you ain't from the hood, you got the wrong walk
Youall soft, with no thought, all talk, you in the wrong sport
In a golf cart, talk about you hard-core
With that bull**** twenty-two you bought from Wal-Mart
My gat bark, bite you like a shark, right in the heart
Like a mosquito bite in the dark
You got bit, you massage it, I'ma lighten your pockets
Make a withdrawal, and take your deposit, to split profit
My sawed-off blow arms off
Insurance don't cover what a prosthetic skull cost, it's your loss
Mother ******s, keep your ears to the street
‘Cause if you raise up, you get hit in the head with the heat
If you dead, you can't eat, so don't be a fool
And try to protect your jewels, ‘cause they can't protect you //
(Chorus) (2x)
Yea, pull out the heat them cats will get back
Then shut your mouth *****z'll get clapped
Oh, you still off runnin' your trap
Well ***** take 'dat, ***** take 'dat
Uh, murderous mind state is a given
Master of self but a slave to the rhythm
My wolves like dogs say sick 'em man get 'em
My slugs heat seekin if I spit 'em I'ma hit 'em
I'm a marksman spend my free time at the range
Just incase I gotta put one up in your brain
Sit your five dollar ass down before I lay change
I don't believe y'all *****z, y'all *****z been lames
One spit flames call a fireman
Sendin these weak ************s to the ?
Sixteens hit like the bird flu and my word true
I could dial seven digits and get you hurt dude
Remember, A-1 remarkable rhymin
Prozac washed down with Grey Goose and lime and
*****z do what I say like Simon
If I got the iron, hands in the air I ain't lyin'
(Chorus) (2x)
Yea, pull out the heat them cats will get back
Then shut your mouth *****z'll get clapped
Oh, you still off runnin' your trap
Well ***** take 'dat, ***** take 'dat
The street lights illuminates the crooked runway
Leadin' us from the one way
Toward a narrow path of 40 odors and gun play
Tryina stay away from the crosshairs when the gun spray
The air will dry your body like salt tears in the sun's rays
Sorta like we raisin or paper chasin with ?
Stayin on a case do a number like 40-1k
Thought of pushin rock like McGrady across the half court
Dribblin the crack while on the post with the black torch
Dumpin off jump shots stackin' up for the black Porsche
Law enforcement officers flash badges like passports
Actin' like we free when we actually being trapped off
My rap keep you runnin' like athletes on a track course
Ridin' with the mac like we saddled up on a black horse
It's like they tryna shackle the very root of my black thought
Flossin on a broad day ballin out in the off ray
Chevrolet Suburban gold ? chuckas it's all suede
(Chorus) (4x)
Yea, pull out the heat them cats will get back
Then shut your mouth *****z'll get clapped
Oh, you still off runnin' your trap
Well ***** take 'dat, ***** take 'dat
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