GZA feat. Big Shug & Bomshot - Yes Yes Ya'll | Текст песни

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• GZA feat. Big Shug & Bomshot
• Yes Yes Ya'll

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[Intro: GZA]
Hawthrone Suites, the nigga got two G4s
Hooked up in a mothafucking mic, in a poppa stoppa
The Red Sox just won the mothafucking play offs tonight
They just fucked up the Yankees, and I'm in Boston
I'm in Boston ya'll

[Big Shug]
Money maker, leg breaker, Jake shaker
Dime on your arm, boy, I'll take her
I'm that next level cat, hit like shovels, black
Spit precisely, my rhymes are never wack
Track is underground, you scared of that
Thought it was pop, now you want your money back
Pop pop, lick a boom shot for Bomshot
Claps in the dark be the sounds of glocks
Hit hard, who's hard? Big Shug the name
Veteran in the mix, I still play the game
DJs caught up in the fronting gang
Will soon be slain, as I name no names
Fuck the ice, fuck the chains
I promise you niggas that shit's gon change
Shit's gon change, shit's gon change, fo real

[Chorus: GZA]
Yes yes ya'll, to the beat cha'll
Party having people guarenteed to be like having a ball
Hahahahaha, hahahahaha

[Bomshot]
Yeah, yo, when you see Bomshot, you better stop and yield
Cuz I can make you disappear like David Copperfield
You getting blasted, fuck a motherfucking casket
Feed your body to my body, dip your bones in hydrochloric acid
Watch out, I'mma fuckin murder ya style
Have your family like, we ain't heard from him in a while
If you ain't already died, then soon you will
And I'ma come and do drugs at your funeral
I know I don't act right, but who else you know, man?
Could make a crack pipe out of a mothafucking Coke can
Simple bastards will never see Heaven's gates
Rip your flesh off, use it as a mask like Leatherface
We blast grenades, hoodied up like it's a masquerade
Pass the blade, this be your last charade
Your ass'll fade, this be your last of days
I'll laugh and say 'I'm glad that motherfucker passed away'

[Chorus]

[GZA]
What I'm about to flow on is so dope
The average hip-hop fan couldn't cope
Or explain my style, it's hard to define
So they vein'll scratch and thinkin on to the rhyme
Better lay down on the straight narrow path
Beats just flowing off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, high hash, crystal clear
Never let a weak MC interfere
I bring about some technical difficulties
So I got to prepare to unrope these
Rhyme that just broke loose from the brain
Searching for dope beats on the same plain
For you to write new rhymes, it is a must
But I calm off with rhymes old as dust
Even as a spec of dust, I existed
You got that? Fuck it, you missed it