Lirik Lagu House Party - EPMD
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* one minute and fourty second opening long skitwhich features neither Erick or Parrish *
It's like this y'all IT'S LIKE THAT Y'ALLIt's like this y'all IT'S LIKE THAT Y'ALLIt's like this y'all IT'S LIKE THAT Y'ALL
[Parrish Smith]This is the year for the barbaric and the cats with skillsUnderground with the hoodie fuck keepin it realWhile you was pissin in your bed we was makin a mill'Got up with Erick Sermon, dropped "You Gots 2 Chill"Then niggaz bugged, turned hardcore b-boy, slash thugGivin fake love, with fake hugs, to fake thugswith fake mugs, runnin they mouth with the place buggedAnd caught a slug, and no one see nothin but mask and gloves
[Erick Sermon]Aiyyo likewise I come in strong with no disguise, ruthlessIt's me, transformed I'm Eazy-EPast the point of rockin the jointI'm blowin the spot, wreckin the scene with my teamNFL: Niggaz For Life, so feel thatI see a few clowns, so where's the steel atMe and my boys are ready, aim that and hold it steadyFor those who dream, believe I'm Freddie
Now yo, if you got more dollars in your pocketPut a peace sign in the air if you from the South Bronxand let me hear you say
Hell yeah HELL YEAHSay hell yeah HELL YEAH
[Parrish Smith]Aiyyo, I grab the mic and strike, explode and igniteOff the head, reminscin about some shit last nightNo dough, in the pocket but that shit's alrightAnd these faggots, always stress me so I keep my shit tightWho am I? The cat to put that ass on standbyFuck your sister, then chill with you, then tell her man hiThen start stalkin, three point shot li
It's like this y'all IT'S LIKE THAT Y'ALLIt's like this y'all IT'S LIKE THAT Y'ALLIt's like this y'all IT'S LIKE THAT Y'ALL
[Parrish Smith]This is the year for the barbaric and the cats with skillsUnderground with the hoodie fuck keepin it realWhile you was pissin in your bed we was makin a mill'Got up with Erick Sermon, dropped "You Gots 2 Chill"Then niggaz bugged, turned hardcore b-boy, slash thugGivin fake love, with fake hugs, to fake thugswith fake mugs, runnin they mouth with the place buggedAnd caught a slug, and no one see nothin but mask and gloves
[Erick Sermon]Aiyyo likewise I come in strong with no disguise, ruthlessIt's me, transformed I'm Eazy-EPast the point of rockin the jointI'm blowin the spot, wreckin the scene with my teamNFL: Niggaz For Life, so feel thatI see a few clowns, so where's the steel atMe and my boys are ready, aim that and hold it steadyFor those who dream, believe I'm Freddie
Now yo, if you got more dollars in your pocketPut a peace sign in the air if you from the South Bronxand let me hear you say
Hell yeah HELL YEAHSay hell yeah HELL YEAH
[Parrish Smith]Aiyyo, I grab the mic and strike, explode and igniteOff the head, reminscin about some shit last nightNo dough, in the pocket but that shit's alrightAnd these faggots, always stress me so I keep my shit tightWho am I? The cat to put that ass on standbyFuck your sister, then chill with you, then tell her man hiThen start stalkin, three point shot li
