Lirik Lagu Yo Man - Team Napalm
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[Intro: Dom Pachino]Yeah, uh, it's no comparison, manI don't like you muthafucka, I don't talk like you, manHold on, man, let me tell you something, manI don't really like you, man, manCome on, man, it's no other, man, listenHold up, man... yo
[Chorus: Dom Pachino]Hold up man, whoa, man, you don't wanna fuck with us, man, no, man, yoSlow down man, yo, man, you don't wanna fuck with us, man, no, manYou, yo, man, yo, man, you don't wanna fuck with us, man, no, man
[Chapel]Aiyo, sick scene, tearing these parts up like cancerHow I just murderate ya'll, there's no answerCame a long way, I tear the club like pole dancersYa'll only live once, I got a few chancesYeah, Chap like Scott, yo keep the glancesCold metal, full clip, to sell our pantsesGarbage can ya ass, you with the trashesJust illuminate, glocks, it's like this gun's plasticPlay close, ya'll ride, I start dashingJetting to the barracks, blow smoke a chaliceGrab bread, get the God a nice palaceBody be, cheek on point, yo, who the wildestWho the ones popping them things, it be the loudestMy franchise price this year, forget about itHow you moving the team, all real about itCut ya lights out like shorts and power outage
[Chorus]
[Dom Pachino]Man, ya'll niggas ain't dogs, you puppies, you ain't sharks, you guppiesI eat your food, when I get the munchiesYa'll niggas like a lunch, tray, so sweetPunch a hole in you like a loose leaf sheet, you loose teethI won't lose sleep, you won't get to see the Team when we creepWe grungy, I put a beam on your cheek or your beak, I flood the streetsYa'll niggas like a slow leaf, suck dick like an old freakLook at me, peep my whole steeze, you weakActing like ya'll move heat, well hold theseYou gonna need some help, you gonna need some homeysAnd some Co-D, I got a lawyer like Kobe'sSo when I squeeze, and I beat the caseAnd I'm back on the scene with a bitch and some yakAnd a fat bag of green, I'm not just a client, I'm the ownerPlus I'm a member of the Team
[Chorus]
[Chorus: Dom Pachino]Hold up man, whoa, man, you don't wanna fuck with us, man, no, man, yoSlow down man, yo, man, you don't wanna fuck with us, man, no, manYou, yo, man, yo, man, you don't wanna fuck with us, man, no, man
[Chapel]Aiyo, sick scene, tearing these parts up like cancerHow I just murderate ya'll, there's no answerCame a long way, I tear the club like pole dancersYa'll only live once, I got a few chancesYeah, Chap like Scott, yo keep the glancesCold metal, full clip, to sell our pantsesGarbage can ya ass, you with the trashesJust illuminate, glocks, it's like this gun's plasticPlay close, ya'll ride, I start dashingJetting to the barracks, blow smoke a chaliceGrab bread, get the God a nice palaceBody be, cheek on point, yo, who the wildestWho the ones popping them things, it be the loudestMy franchise price this year, forget about itHow you moving the team, all real about itCut ya lights out like shorts and power outage
[Chorus]
[Dom Pachino]Man, ya'll niggas ain't dogs, you puppies, you ain't sharks, you guppiesI eat your food, when I get the munchiesYa'll niggas like a lunch, tray, so sweetPunch a hole in you like a loose leaf sheet, you loose teethI won't lose sleep, you won't get to see the Team when we creepWe grungy, I put a beam on your cheek or your beak, I flood the streetsYa'll niggas like a slow leaf, suck dick like an old freakLook at me, peep my whole steeze, you weakActing like ya'll move heat, well hold theseYou gonna need some help, you gonna need some homeysAnd some Co-D, I got a lawyer like Kobe'sSo when I squeeze, and I beat the caseAnd I'm back on the scene with a bitch and some yakAnd a fat bag of green, I'm not just a client, I'm the ownerPlus I'm a member of the Team
[Chorus]
