- Heather B. Da Heartbreaka 歌詞
- Heather B.
- Where all the real heads at?
Word up all that ********
Yo! Soundman!
Turn it up! [Heather B]
Uh-huh! We call this one 'Da Heartbreaka' {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} 'Da Heartbreaka' -
****** is wildin out, no doubt { *'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*}
For those that made it alive in ninety-five
Im bout to hit you with the nine-six * *** {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*}
Believe that, rowdy ****** up {*'Two, three, BREAK! '*}
Raise yo
Ls and yo middle left finger
Heather bout to bring this whole thing to a close
Zonin those that even try to be more than local
Rugged styles and vocal be my
M.O. Shop is bein set up in yo district and area with the brick exterior - you cant blow it down
Focus on my side, check yo bag at the door
I prosecute bitin **** *es to the fullest of the law
Therell be no boostin, therell be no lootin 'Glocks Down' -
THAT,
Ill start shootin
No trespassin, no intrudin
Wannabe hoods want my spot ruined
You betta watch yo back or its
BLAOW We aint peace cause you smoke lye now
You aint come around back when
I wasnt smokin
Now all the time you wanna be tokin
IM OPEN, open like the two-four spot
Got dimes of chocolate rhymes for the heads to get hot
Supply up your section with my illest, of weapon
Im lettin no one in here unannounced {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'Two, three, BREAK!'*} {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'Two, three, BREAK!'*} 'Da Heartbreaka'
Labels flippin on me but
Im true to the street
This greedy world dont give a
how I eat
So I do my thing, survive or die
My back against the wall and they tellin me
I cant talk to the streets no more, are they stupid?
Im ridin through the
Ave on a hollow-tip bullet
Sippin on
Remi, got a magnum of
Mo-e I only want ****** and shorties to know me
They feel what
I feel and they talk what
I talk I gotta please heads in
New Jerz and
New York Move me from my post when
Im strictly
East coast
Recognize the most thoroughest , word is bond
Armored clips of lyrics and stacks of steel tracks
Still slashin ****** cause
Im on it like that
I burn excess fat with a six-pack of muscle
Now go and get
Russell to hear my _
Def Jam_ {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'Two, three , BREAK!'*} {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'Two, three, BREAK!'*} 'Da Heartbreaka' {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'Two, three, BREAK!'*} {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'Two, three, BREAK!'*} 'Da Heartbreaka'
So yo, stand yo ground, make your mark, state your claim
In this rap game, there is no room for get-overs
Make room, for winners not losers,
Big Willies
Big Wilmas who lookin to shine for nine-
BREAK Brace yourself cause its about to be on and
I can feel it
I done stopped, and folded this ** **, now
Ima seal it
Shorty, you better stay clear of my direction
Servin verbal detention all day, and every day
Now who was it that said females cant rhyme?
Im witchu
Thats why real ****** got to keep this **** true
Its those
Becks and
Heinekens
I crack from time and time again that keeps me rhymin, while the rest of them, be home sleepin
These drums will be hummed throughout
ALL the ghetto slum
Now who the bumba claat, wan fi test me now huh?
Its a shame son ,
I got to be on it, like this
But its time
I let em know,
Ill have none of this **** 'Da Heartbreaka' {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'Two, three, BREAK!'*} {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'Two, three, BREAK!'*} 'Da Heartbreaka' {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'Two, three, BREAK!'*} {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'Two, three, BREAK!'*} 'Da Heartbreaka' {*'One two , one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*'One two, one two, we gonna get on down' ->
Common Sense*} {*scratching fades out*}
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