Lirik Lagu Reverse - The Pretenders
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[Puffy]I'll never stopI don't give a fuckIf it's me against a million billion of ya'll mother fuckersI will never stop
I bust six out the roof of my Bentley CoupHead shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoupI'll be damned if you get more points than meSell more joints than meSteal your faith, take a puff, inhale my nameSmoke on it, shit, choke on itBitch nigga, I'mma make a hit niggaHot mother fucker down to the skit niggaGame over playa, and nigga ya scored lowHit me later young, and I'm at the award showBank account ten digits and it's all "O's"I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoesCome on, you can even ask Don JuanIt's official now, they all rock Sean JohnMight have to change my name to strong armYou came to get money man?That shit been long gone, come on
[Shyne]Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas BondPoppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm goneShyne poor, cuz your dream come from one bottleProminent premier, premium bravoWatch him explain ain't nothin' but blood thug crime thoughShots in the spinal, from my rivalsCross the t's and dot the i's andPay the judge, drop the top we'll mess aroundShit, it's the kid rapper's feelin'You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhereBustin' shots in the atmosphere andNot caring, fuckin' the proscecutor at my hearin'Money laundering, honies wonderingWho me? I reply casuallyCome what God would be if He was a straight GTonight too tight out of a big ditch we ride
[Redman]Yo yo yo, it's your hideGrab the rope and yell rawhideFront line is pussy, call off sidesI'm focus but my hand is cross-eyedI left my gun home, here borrow minePop the nine like a judge "All rise"This gun'll knock plants off tall guysWe value-packs, y'all small fries(Yo, I'm from the projects)Yo, but on the floor tiedDon't matter, we'll take up all sizeTruly yours doc, then PPP hide, my name isSince five, I talk jiveIn church dressed in cordoroy tiesNow I'm grown up and been married four timesBesides, I'm just a sight for soar eyesBrick city, known pop the door wideStolen Bonneville in New York High
[G-Dep]Reversin' the plotLast come, first one to rot, first in the glotIf I miss, circlin' the block, servin' the potAnd I be the person to watchIf your girl missin' the rock, purse and a watchHot as it gets, from Hell came outta you debtsBuy the cassette, rewind it to deathAlota y'all sweat it, you try to forgetHow I rock shit from N.Y. to TibetYou got it to bet? That's just how you got into debtYou lost when you nodded your neckThrough the vest, through the chest that you tried to protectTake the voice that you try to project, checkDarin' you to kid, cat shootin' sperm in you wizI'm why you smell herb in the cribMan I'm out for doubtful, shit I spit a mouthfulIndo out-do, intro to outro
[Sauce Money]I'm the hottest thing spittin' so go warn your cliqueThem niggas y'all look up to is on m
I bust six out the roof of my Bentley CoupHead shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoupI'll be damned if you get more points than meSell more joints than meSteal your faith, take a puff, inhale my nameSmoke on it, shit, choke on itBitch nigga, I'mma make a hit niggaHot mother fucker down to the skit niggaGame over playa, and nigga ya scored lowHit me later young, and I'm at the award showBank account ten digits and it's all "O's"I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoesCome on, you can even ask Don JuanIt's official now, they all rock Sean JohnMight have to change my name to strong armYou came to get money man?That shit been long gone, come on
[Shyne]Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas BondPoppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm goneShyne poor, cuz your dream come from one bottleProminent premier, premium bravoWatch him explain ain't nothin' but blood thug crime thoughShots in the spinal, from my rivalsCross the t's and dot the i's andPay the judge, drop the top we'll mess aroundShit, it's the kid rapper's feelin'You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhereBustin' shots in the atmosphere andNot caring, fuckin' the proscecutor at my hearin'Money laundering, honies wonderingWho me? I reply casuallyCome what God would be if He was a straight GTonight too tight out of a big ditch we ride
[Redman]Yo yo yo, it's your hideGrab the rope and yell rawhideFront line is pussy, call off sidesI'm focus but my hand is cross-eyedI left my gun home, here borrow minePop the nine like a judge "All rise"This gun'll knock plants off tall guysWe value-packs, y'all small fries(Yo, I'm from the projects)Yo, but on the floor tiedDon't matter, we'll take up all sizeTruly yours doc, then PPP hide, my name isSince five, I talk jiveIn church dressed in cordoroy tiesNow I'm grown up and been married four timesBesides, I'm just a sight for soar eyesBrick city, known pop the door wideStolen Bonneville in New York High
[G-Dep]Reversin' the plotLast come, first one to rot, first in the glotIf I miss, circlin' the block, servin' the potAnd I be the person to watchIf your girl missin' the rock, purse and a watchHot as it gets, from Hell came outta you debtsBuy the cassette, rewind it to deathAlota y'all sweat it, you try to forgetHow I rock shit from N.Y. to TibetYou got it to bet? That's just how you got into debtYou lost when you nodded your neckThrough the vest, through the chest that you tried to protectTake the voice that you try to project, checkDarin' you to kid, cat shootin' sperm in you wizI'm why you smell herb in the cribMan I'm out for doubtful, shit I spit a mouthfulIndo out-do, intro to outro
[Sauce Money]I'm the hottest thing spittin' so go warn your cliqueThem niggas y'all look up to is on m
