Songtext:
feat. Rufus Blaq Beschriftungen Langenfeld [Buckshot] Yeah, this one for all you motherfuckers dissing me And don't I'm listening, well I'm listening you listen
I went from rags to riches, riches to rags On face and pocket to the one on gat For the ones that be up back like anybody did it Fronting like fake digits look Kenyta did it Webdesigner gesucht Prolific hard-core shit I gotta spit it The heart will submit it put my heart in it I ain't trying to see broke all wanna do is see notes A few mill with an ill speedboat And I quote Buck ain't really good Fuck words, I spits shots till you feel good Love rap and I love mc-ing Shit but still love killing every nigga in sight madrid airport No reason, we in duck season, watch out Elmer bust, smoke the fuss pull the glock out Jack in box two shots pop out Still money on the dow craze stock out It's Duckdown I N C For niggas who be D I C K ride I N G Don't hate just holla and follow pitbull and rottweilers Who wear chain tight collar Benz to Impalas restaurants monaco Friends who just gotta grab they dick, cause they love Hip Hop like Big Poppa Dog, Heh I know it's hard to see But I'm Whoop your Ass my squad and me
[Rufus Blaq/Chorus] That nigga on block slanging Whoop his ass hotel zürich Talking bout how he banging Whoop his ass Nigga felt your girl ass Whoop his ass He fronting on your cash Whoop his ass If he get up in your face Whoop his ass PR-Agenturen in Bochum Put him back in his place Whoop his ass Don't be playing with these niggas, man You better Whoop his ass [repeat]
[Steele and Tek] Who dem niggas over there [Steele] Some broke dude fronting thinks I was scared [Tek] Werbeagenturen Berlin Man., get that thang what he moving onions [Tek] Stop playing I'll show you how to this younging [Tek] See we about biz feed the kids, no politics [Steele] Pushing for you industry niggas no politics [Steele] Been pissing whores before R.Kezzy [Tek] We number one stunners like Baby andWezzy [Tek] Do like it's easy want me, see me [Steele] Fuck talking, we squeezing my lips is greasy [Steele] Halloween Malvorlagen My neck, My back [Tek] Y'all I'm gonna light this head crack [Tek] My neck, My back [Tek] Suck my dick and nut sack [Tek] Bitch! [Tek]
[Chorus] Halloween Kürbis [Buckshot] Who this flapping like he started something Acting like you hard or something man, listen you can sell drugs for life I'm a hit-man for hire sell slugs for life And you that right anybody left goodnight Run you down your last sight is the headlight In the Halo niggas better watch what they say yo Traumvilla Cause I don't play no bank broke O.K. so Up the world like I saw your girl Fuck yours I throw up Crowhill you throw up Earl I keep a mac by my dog precious So I can bark and bite at the same time Y'all testing I spaz out ass-low I never ass out Keep a gun I be the first one to pull the grass out no doubt So I ain't got to prove you nothing But I can prove one thing is that you two-way fronting
