talkin to you Wondering if I'm dissin you and everything you're attached to I'm talkin to you Runnin your mouth, wonderin "yo, who Mos be talkin bout?"
Перевод: Black Star. Talkin 'To You.
[Intro] Uh, it's all for you, my melody boo This lovin' is all for you, break it down, how you feel about this [verse 1] Reminiscing to back in
feel so good now I'm not so scared to die I wish a nigga would I dare a mothafucka try You get at me and you can kiss your black ass goodbye [CHORUS]
that Stack the greenbacks And stay steady with the weed sack Spliff star one of the famous foreigners from east flat-bush Fire arms till you no longer breather black
now Niggaz, bitches, where you at talk Thug niggaz let me see y'all, yeah Hah, before we slap niggaz silly with somethin and put you out your misery
rappers crawled out from holes Now you souped cuz you slithered up the todem pole Flipmode squad affiliate of of time-warner Send all you punks back to
you say? YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! What the fuck is bounce up in your truck when you start to conduct Yourself in a way that be makin you wanna fuck Wild
cost bullets in ya tummy It’s all ral here, there ain’t no fear here You mess around here, you catch ya death here I mean it, you could front, but you
craven (baby sham) A’yo bus, spliff, chill (fuck you talkin’ bout? ) Don’t do that nigga nothing (fuck that!) Blow that nigga’s family up just for fronting (spliff star
you really want? What you really want is that what you really want? We hit you with the heat is that what you really want? What you really want is
on, ("Eh-heh.") I took another route I'm wreckin' shows you know from here to over South Them mothafuckas know exactly talkin' about Spliff Star, see
afar Pah But hold up do you know who I are? The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot
she is probably your lady Like a rock star (lady) like a rock star (lady) Ladies love it when you're livin like a rock star (rock star baby) Catch
You don't know no real shit, nigga (it's the real shit!) This the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit, nigga You ain'
Ryder, honey got the hot shit Star-bound, money now, for jet-black drop shit Eve guarantee, betcha' niggaz wanna pop this Little kids be behind me screamin' out, "Can you
your shot if you think that you can bust it But I'ma go on, I'm gonna talk some more I guarantee you won't be bored if you get on the floor And go
