Lirik Lagu It's Tuesday (Intro) - Royce Da 5'9''
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It's Royce 5'9!!
[Royce talking]Yeah, you scared ain't you? HahaRelax.. it's just music(It's Royce 5'9!!)D-Elite, Jah 5'9, Royce 5'9Cha Cha, Cut Throat, Billy NixMy nigga Tre' Little, my nigga EThe Rock City niggaz, we in a world of our ownDon't you wanna come ride wit us?Come ride wit usYeah, ride wit us down in Seven MileNiggaz with Rock City tattoos on they forearmsNiggaz throwin they sevens up wit..Detroit D tattooed on they handThat's how we do.. niggaz'll die for this shitTime to play.. check it out
Aiyyo, sit back, smoke, the joke is over, you wokeThis is pure provoked "Murder", it's over "She Wrote"I don't know how niggaz manage to sleepWake up! The clock radio done panicked the streetsSay somethin! I been waitin now hand me these beatsI'm simply a branch of the Slim Shady family treeThat'll snap - D12 first in line of the wrath, I came lastBout to put my size nine and a half, in the game's assOnce I hit the booth I swooped on niggaz like "Whoosh"Two-bit niggaz, coupes, and figures we ruleI been viscious, dissless and from one track to the nextI was gangsta when rap was nothin but the hats with the XI sat and watched album for album, niggaz flopNiggaz went from pro-black to Italian, I was hotI worked my fuckin ass off, hopin to blast offNow I'ma let y'all see me, like when Ghost took his mask offGive you more run for ya ones, packin a full clipRapper niggaz come witcha guns, don't bullshitI'ma only give you wild shit, rap with a mild pitchOnly clever with that occasional style switchY'all niggaz play around on the mic, that's why I'm bout to lay it downSavor they way that you soundin tonightBecause, I listen to y'all niggaz records on Fool's DayNow crack open and bump my shit, it's Tuesday!
[women singing]It's Royce 5'9!!This nigga know he too coolBut don't ya know ya too smoothI really love how ya doIt ain't no other like youYou better wake up, he's coming...
[Royce talking]Yeah, you scared ain't you? HahaRelax.. it's just music(It's Royce 5'9!!)D-Elite, Jah 5'9, Royce 5'9Cha Cha, Cut Throat, Billy NixMy nigga Tre' Little, my nigga EThe Rock City niggaz, we in a world of our ownDon't you wanna come ride wit us?Come ride wit usYeah, ride wit us down in Seven MileNiggaz with Rock City tattoos on they forearmsNiggaz throwin they sevens up wit..Detroit D tattooed on they handThat's how we do.. niggaz'll die for this shitTime to play.. check it out
Aiyyo, sit back, smoke, the joke is over, you wokeThis is pure provoked "Murder", it's over "She Wrote"I don't know how niggaz manage to sleepWake up! The clock radio done panicked the streetsSay somethin! I been waitin now hand me these beatsI'm simply a branch of the Slim Shady family treeThat'll snap - D12 first in line of the wrath, I came lastBout to put my size nine and a half, in the game's assOnce I hit the booth I swooped on niggaz like "Whoosh"Two-bit niggaz, coupes, and figures we ruleI been viscious, dissless and from one track to the nextI was gangsta when rap was nothin but the hats with the XI sat and watched album for album, niggaz flopNiggaz went from pro-black to Italian, I was hotI worked my fuckin ass off, hopin to blast offNow I'ma let y'all see me, like when Ghost took his mask offGive you more run for ya ones, packin a full clipRapper niggaz come witcha guns, don't bullshitI'ma only give you wild shit, rap with a mild pitchOnly clever with that occasional style switchY'all niggaz play around on the mic, that's why I'm bout to lay it downSavor they way that you soundin tonightBecause, I listen to y'all niggaz records on Fool's DayNow crack open and bump my shit, it's Tuesday!
[women singing]It's Royce 5'9!!This nigga know he too coolBut don't ya know ya too smoothI really love how ya doIt ain't no other like youYou better wake up, he's coming...
