The Beatnuts Se Acabo (Remix) (Feat. Method Man) Скачать

Beatnuts, Mista Mef
You know how we do
Free drinks on the house
Everybody drinkin' tonight

Yo, check it out

Swing a bat on you like the Devil himself
Put it on in sickness or health
Makin' you could only breathe with help
I ain't playin', you don't wanna hear what you're sayin' yourself

Hit the street with incredible beats
We renowned for tearin' it down
Never have you heard a similar sound
Like a drop off where shit pop off
Feel a hot one, side scorchin' from a hot gun
Niggas get lost in the buildings with money and the children

Not the type to talk too much and catch feelin's
Dominican flag over the bed on the ceiling
Protect everything I rep, that's the first thing
Many things follow, bullets stay hollow
You actin' like if we don't chew, you can't swallow
Niggas try to change my plans
I'ma beat you 'til I break my hands
Ju The German, every place I stand

All day, every day
What's goin' on
What's goin' on

Ayo, it's Big Psych, baby, you don't want no problems
Suckers want war, then yo, bomb 'em
Bring the heat, squeeze the flame torch

Then peel out in a convertible gray Porsche
I'm three miles ahead of you, I took the plates off

Just in case a snitch wanna get paid off
Pull out the chainsaw, it's a musical massacre
Cut the head off the driver and the passenger
Sic my dogs after ya, have you climbin' a tree

Just another crime in the street
Ain't nothin' better than findin' a beat

So if you find that and try to blow my spot up
You'll get shot up
(Sucka boom) means it's over, bro
Method Man on the remix, it's over, yo
(Sucka boom) Beatnuts flip the beat, it's over, yo
(It's a Beatnuts thing, yo, you know how that go, come on)
(Sucka boom) What kind of Beatnut am I?
Spanish Fly, P-O-P-P-I
(Sucka boom) Who got the live special guest for the night?
Excuse me as I kiss the sky

Yo, one on one through the nasal
To put food on the table, I Rush Associated Labels

Ready, willin' and able to rock cradle
And rock steady, when I get the drop, I drop heavy

Twist the metal mask and machete
The god don't want beef, he want veggie
Plus signs over deadly medley
Who got him gassed on his own Getty

Battery back, he Eveready
Now what's fuckin' with that, huh?
Not you, you bitch-ass fuck
Fuck with Beatnuts, livin' la vida loca
Cállate la boca
See the Spanish Fly on the sofa

One word, he slap you with the toaster
Keep it in the holster on safety
Put yourself in time out
Playin' with this dough, let me find out
You ain't hard to find, though
Barrel on your tonsils
Siga hablando y siga mamando

I have drinked enough booze to tell me
I could use a big stiff dick right now