J. Dilla - The Red | Текст песни

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• The Red

[Verse 1]
(Jaylib)
Yo man you here dat you here dat shit man
(Madlib)
Like what the fuck is this
Hey look at this what kinda luck is this
(Haack) Uh Madlib and Dilla is the illest my niggaz
Only haters holler they can`t feel us
Wanna get looser then we?
But just gonna be a looser to me and dilla(ha)
Killa, Talkin bout how you kill cops, you softer then a pillow
Backslapin` ya neck while you covered in rep?
cause you bluffin and you aint said nothin to spec?
Anyway i`m straight high off the trees
your girl don`t wanna lie she`s gonna get on a niggaz dick
Turn It up, y`all niggaz must be outta head
If ya sister made it up to the bed?

[Verse 2]
(Jay Dee)
Yo what was that you said right there what was that?
(Madlib)
Mr Leadway
Instant Replay
Instant Relay
Instant Mc, Producer, and DJ
I do this shit without a cell beeper or three way
Your coming off like like a G-lay?
Anyway
Ay, Peace to A.G
Peace to Pete Rock, Diamond D, Peace to Sage
Oh that nigga Wildlight, Wildlife, Hannibal, Cannibals
WHOOOP What else?
Um, Male Facists, Womanizers, Nymphos, niggaz in disguises
Ah What Else
Fine Women that like Pretty Women Some Fuck Women Some Fuck Woman?
Mostly Fuckin Women
Y`all niggaz must be outta ya head if ya sisters made it up to the bed?

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