Nana feat. Booya Family - Mission | Текст песни

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• Nana feat. Booya Family
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We are on a mission No smooth talk straight up dissin' You tried to step to usBut your punk ass missedBooya, NANA you can't touch this
Rap verse 1 Ski (Jonestown):
I flip on any scrip put in front of me yo Murder n' a vision of life ,You Better keep it Down Low Step to me with caution ,Booya the raw shit Ah the don dada ,Smooth T. and keep it flawless Rolls with the click ,Quit the buzz show shit 97 Booya aint havin' it ,Uh Now playas keep hatin and fakinBut we be makin figures with the don dada huligan nigga Hoody sportin ,Shit talkinI could walk in any area and lyrically bury yaBeat you up then carry ya
To the symmatery so I can bury ya
Rap verse 2 (Pappa Bear):
Now let me make it clear nigga once and for all That is the season ,To give reason ,And make pleasin You woman when you out on the showI'm slappin that ass on your bitch Down Low The flow that you spoke was too damn original The shit that you wrote was too damn digital Funk as vis-sion back to your mama I know where to find ya ,Here comes pappaBefore you bend over put some grease on your assCause NANA's gonna come to make a mess
Rap verse 3 (Tony Cottura):
Hamburg in da house (ah ha) It's Brooklyn in da house (ha ha ha ) Young black is in da house (ho hoo) My man bulo is in da house (thats right y'all)
Check it Toni C. the fairytale tella Writtin out lyrically with natures roccafella In the music industry we are million record sella (ho hoo)
And lots of cash like mister roccafella We all came together for our man NANA You know the darkman the real dark brotha So all you jealous muthafuckas step backCause NANA's in da house he's about to attack We are money maka ,you nothin but a faka Called Booya music aka under taka So check this out I gotta pass the mic.
Who else man it's the short lord check it
Rap verse 4 (Short Lord):
hey you wassup wit da gadi la di dadi Ask anybody who likes to party Da any would be wanna test me I kill em softly ,quickly The Black ,The Short Lord from da booya clan Lyrically i'm stoned out warmly I'm washing tone with a spoon
Anyway I dedicate this one to my man And ANA these niggas who wanna play Phony MC's better play wit maxwell halibury They ain't comin at me when I drop my war collabsery Straighten that be matter of fact i'm all that Like the boy Down Low they just makin a noise How are some of ya about to blow out this bluff When I said from cuffs we won't stop Definetly got the niggas to hold the fuck up Hold up Flip Da Scrip niggas some want a mic check want to knock you by the section
Like a shock on can we rhyme? on my drama
Then they got shy in your areaShort lord tha dope rhymer gonna raid all ya playa hatas
Rap verse 5 (Black):
Why why why we live and direct out to cut
Yes I know that dirty shit how far niggas will go
To come up with a name like Down LowAnd represent that shit out of show You niggas are too slow ,And you niggas don't know About a freestyle flow ,I kill you soft and slow I'm about to set this shit loose to your chest straight to ya Black and Short Lord a new addition to Booya (Booya) For all you wannabe's who try flip da scrip Your scrip got flippedFrom NANA to Bulo ,Now you niggas know That we don't take no shit and how Booya flow On and on wit da bomb style flow Representin hip hop now you know It's live and direct comin' from the booya camp Toni hook tha nigga ,My plug in my mic. into an amp And i'm out and it's like that And i'm out and it's like that
Rap verse 6:
Aaah ,If I threw a pen at your head it will leave a dot That would be bigger than the brain you contain .InsaneNow here is the new agendaThe shit is called rap not a "raap" muthafucka So step behind the lines let me show you how it's done
You call yourself a gangsta but you never seen a gun And the shit you call funk is a smell out of flow So I think it's time for you muthafuckas to go down

Rap verse 7:
Now check me King of th

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