Onyx - Vince Carter - Slam Harder | Текст песни

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• Vince Carter - Slam Harder

Intro:
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!)

What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!)

Hook: (repeat 2x)
Aiyyo, who slam harder?
Onyx, or Vince Carter? (ONYX!)
All my thugs gettin dollas(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)
Slam Harder!

What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!)

[Sonsee]
Aiyyo we back in the e-zay
The game is over, it's a rap
It's a ree-zay, straight like dat
It's a good look, we put
Hardcore on the map, ten years to be exact
Still throwin' up gats
See a thug on the (???), and chicks dig that
While we rep for them streets
Where them guns play at
So +back the fuck up+
Comin' through, comin through, get ya slam on
Y'all the hardest niggas in rap
Ya dead wrong, y'all the niggas sittin on 20's, with no gas money
Y'all niggas think I sounded like pump, who gas money
Like you really pop shots in the club
You only pop bottles of bub'
Y'all ain't got no real street love
To the death, to the ghetto
My kids with heavy metal, on the everyday hustle
Never ready to settle, uh
Back together, with the, classic terror
Onyx, back forever, bustin', gats together, WHAT!

What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!)

Hook: (repeat 2x)
Aiyyo, who slam harder?
Onyx, or Vince Carter? (ONYX!)
All my thugs gettin dollas(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)
Slam Harder!

What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!)

[Fredro Starr]
Bigger than the streets' anthems, you stealin' the flow
Reppin' other people's money and we takin' ya doh
My killas the grimiest, we keep it the gulliest
We leave you the bloodiest, cuz we be the hungriest (GRRRR)
Hear that? Hunger pains, that's the things that'll numb your brain
Run ya change, it's not a threat, it's a promise
I even got my St. Louis niggas, claimin' haters offa Onyx

What! What! (We Back!) What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!)

Hook: (repeat 2x)
Aiyyo, who slam harder?
Onyx, or Vince Carter? (ONYX!)
All my thugs gettin dollas(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)(Uh-Oh!)
Slam Harder!

What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah!(Cmon!)

[Sticky Fingaz]
You wanna know the truth?
Take a look in my eye
Like +BIG's+ first album, I'm +Ready to Die+
It's Sticky Fingaz, you already know who I am
The minute I reached out and touched the whole (???)
Cuz it's the streets, I lived through it
It's more than music, whatever I'm spittin' on, I put my life into it
Got a representation on the streets of keepin' it rough
There's just too many of us, you get rushed, you get busts
What! Big trucks, chrome rims spinnin', and mad faced niggas
Got money so now we grinnin'
Pull your sticks out, we the group you listen to, kid!
Niggas told me my music helped em' through they bid
I'm the voice of the ghetto, the heart of New York
A fiend will give his last hit, just to hear me talk
Niggas paid for their mistakes, (???) to Christ
That's right motherf

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