Lirik Lagu Radio - Naughty By Nature F/ Rustic Overtones
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[Treach] You know it's Naughty on the RADIO (Turn it up!){ladi dadi da ladi dadi da ladi dadi da ladi dadi da}{ladi dadi da ladi dadi da ladi dadi da ladi dadi da}[Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin RADIO (Turn it up!)Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!{ladi dadi da ladi dadi da ladi dadi da ladi dadi da}Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!
Verse One: Treach
I'm the King of Hip-Hop, there is none NIGHERSucker motherfuckers better call me SIRETo burn my Kingdom, there ain't enough FIREI won't stop rockin cause I won't re-TIREUnder the sheet, boricua heat, a street fleet, with missle seekersCause G.I. Joe's a John Doe, ass beat with some street sweepersHold the heaters, want a war? Bless the butcherGlad to meet you MOTHERFUCK THAT, nice to mush yaThe twenty and twenty the bottles the bottlesof beer of beer on the wall on the wallThe twenty and twenty the bottles the bottles of, beer!Now if the one of the one bottles of bottles ofhappened to happened to fallwe'll bring the rock with hip-hop, and YES YES Y'ALLSo I asked some-motherfuckin-body who breed's the bangest?Car jackers with clappers or star rappers with street flamers!Here's a smoker yeah the Newport that you boughtWanna hear this bump from New City, New Guinea to New York!(Niggy what?!)
Chorus: Rustic Overtones and Treach
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}[Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin RADIO (Turn it up!)Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!
Verse Two: Vinnie
My radio believe me, I like it loudI don't care if you don't like it cause it draws a crowdAnd if you wanna find me one-eighteen is the blockMy first name Vinnie, the last name ROCK (ROCK)But don't you come around unless you got a boomboxto add on to the sounds that we already gotWe don't be trippin or flippin we concentratin on rhymesNever snitchin or bitchin or perpetratin no crimeKay-Gee and Treachery's both down with meThe illest on the mic since Run-D.M.C.Whether urban or top 40, Naughty, thought we'd resurrect thewhere-we-from amensia, blackin out so much I sufferepileptic seizures (AHH!) Takin our time just toguarantee we'll please ya -- the wait is overso call up with your request it's been a good long whileNaughty By Nature's on your favorite dial
Chorus: Rustic Overtones and Treach
[Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin RADIO (Turn it up!)Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!
Verse Three: Treach
When undercovers don't know who to cop, spots gotta move the rockNow Poppa the Cop's got out with two blocks sport a newer glockNiggaz be in tuned to watch, some like to move in mobDressin wildin up my niggaz ? slice my tuner topThe streets are boilin brewin hot since 1-2 to WattsBut later we go and party with more mami's than when Menudo droppedTake a ride through the buddha block, 360 through the blockLock it up, then stop, cause there's two of the copFind a crew to knock I'm in the mood to rock, fuelin hotActin like you knew the block when you the cops, two to dropMy motto here you see is no way slickGivin you news to get you off my nigga O.J.'s dickHaters don't walk shit, they talk shit, new tacticslike the six million dollar man they see six, after them taxes(no shit) My niggaz rap shit like they classic, but ask thisI'll BLOW any show, and if you diss you'll get yo' ASS KICKED
Chorus: Rustic Overtones and Treach *repeat 3X to fade*
[Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin RADIO (Turn it up!)Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!
Verse One: Treach
I'm the King of Hip-Hop, there is none NIGHERSucker motherfuckers better call me SIRETo burn my Kingdom, there ain't enough FIREI won't stop rockin cause I won't re-TIREUnder the sheet, boricua heat, a street fleet, with missle seekersCause G.I. Joe's a John Doe, ass beat with some street sweepersHold the heaters, want a war? Bless the butcherGlad to meet you MOTHERFUCK THAT, nice to mush yaThe twenty and twenty the bottles the bottlesof beer of beer on the wall on the wallThe twenty and twenty the bottles the bottles of, beer!Now if the one of the one bottles of bottles ofhappened to happened to fallwe'll bring the rock with hip-hop, and YES YES Y'ALLSo I asked some-motherfuckin-body who breed's the bangest?Car jackers with clappers or star rappers with street flamers!Here's a smoker yeah the Newport that you boughtWanna hear this bump from New City, New Guinea to New York!(Niggy what?!)
Chorus: Rustic Overtones and Treach
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}[Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin RADIO (Turn it up!)Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!
Verse Two: Vinnie
My radio believe me, I like it loudI don't care if you don't like it cause it draws a crowdAnd if you wanna find me one-eighteen is the blockMy first name Vinnie, the last name ROCK (ROCK)But don't you come around unless you got a boomboxto add on to the sounds that we already gotWe don't be trippin or flippin we concentratin on rhymesNever snitchin or bitchin or perpetratin no crimeKay-Gee and Treachery's both down with meThe illest on the mic since Run-D.M.C.Whether urban or top 40, Naughty, thought we'd resurrect thewhere-we-from amensia, blackin out so much I sufferepileptic seizures (AHH!) Takin our time just toguarantee we'll please ya -- the wait is overso call up with your request it's been a good long whileNaughty By Nature's on your favorite dial
Chorus: Rustic Overtones and Treach
[Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin RADIO (Turn it up!)Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!
Verse Three: Treach
When undercovers don't know who to cop, spots gotta move the rockNow Poppa the Cop's got out with two blocks sport a newer glockNiggaz be in tuned to watch, some like to move in mobDressin wildin up my niggaz ? slice my tuner topThe streets are boilin brewin hot since 1-2 to WattsBut later we go and party with more mami's than when Menudo droppedTake a ride through the buddha block, 360 through the blockLock it up, then stop, cause there's two of the copFind a crew to knock I'm in the mood to rock, fuelin hotActin like you knew the block when you the cops, two to dropMy motto here you see is no way slickGivin you news to get you off my nigga O.J.'s dickHaters don't walk shit, they talk shit, new tacticslike the six million dollar man they see six, after them taxes(no shit) My niggaz rap shit like they classic, but ask thisI'll BLOW any show, and if you diss you'll get yo' ASS KICKED
Chorus: Rustic Overtones and Treach *repeat 3X to fade*
[Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin RADIO (Turn it up!)Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da}Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!
