Представляем точный текст композиции "6 Reasons" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста D12 . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «6 Reasons» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую D12 передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
D12 - "6 Reasons"
Lyrics to 6 Reasons : (feat. Bugz) [Proof] You wish that you could bear me black D12 standing back No planning that Def methods, we got a hand in that Whoever run this shit You get a jammed knee cap Make the healthy get sick And your fam handicapped You a fan of rap My clan attack Your school, home, your bitch house Pull my nine milli You gon die with your fist out Him an his Its over with Venom is this cobra spit Agressive dialect with agressive Sober bitch My bionic fires demonish atlonics Demonic is tainted chronic Impossible to hold down like vomit Mics I palm it You stay to bomb it Like tourists thats Islamic I enter your atmosphere like a comet The new god of rap Call me nigga Thor Snap your back When I slap your ass in a figure four From miles around they can feel its lethal I make hardcore groups like Wu Tang Look like the Village People (fags) No sequel The general let the senistal Abort your mind state and kill your inner child [Bizarre] Its been a while Since you bitch niggas heard of me Cuz the last six months I been doing R&B But now Im on some sick shit Niggas better duck quick You dont know who youre fucking with Ill leave you niggas breathless Seeing me and Bugz rolling in the blue hummer You a bitch, scared to shoot like Lindsay Hunter Dont need to be a father Cuz Im just to illmatic Ill probably poison my kids Like flowers in the alley Fuck your anorexic neglects it Fuck a Lexus Im doing drivebys on XXX BMXs [Bugz] I know a girl who said shes prio And her sign is a Leo Bugzy fucked her in a Regal And then she took me to my P.O. Fuck rollin ceelo Im down to a c-note Lost a g rollin dice at that punk ass casino But fuck it (shit) cuz when times get bad See me and drag with the mags On unsuspecting fags (bitch) I gotta shoot Bitch you got the boot And hurry up with it Im trying to catch this prostitute (I got ten) [Kuniva] Im the nigga that spotted ya Spit something hot at ya Rip your Nautica Saw you backstage and shot at ya And kill subliminally You can go on And spin your group name 25 times in one song Ill still write about you Hip hop is better off without you Blowing niggas outta they bathrobes And funky house shoes For the hell of it I fuck Missy Elliott Dont give a fuck if her belly gets In my way, Im still nailing it Got this verbal tech nine Spitting at you for telling shit Get this dead body off the mic Im fuckin smelling it [Kon Artis] Fuck it Lets have a scrub out Fuck around with us and see what happen We all got them guns blappin Got yall niggas back tracking Ya, we dump bodies in seashores Busting DJs over they backs with keyboards Turn up my levels Your crew is fruitier than pebbles Changin you razor back MCs to running trebles Bust up Kon Artis, quick to smack your slut up Keep a pack of rubbers Just in case I gotta nutt up Brigade style hold em out down Thats how its meant to be You kick the same shit Your whole tape sound like a symphony Dont say shit to me Its DP carry your daughter Talking bitches outta they panties Dollars and last quarters Like that horsemen Ill leave your whack crowns hutless Watch Defarius come to my show And leave dreadless Whoever said this slash rapper and producer Wouldnt make your head twist Guard your grill and your necklace [Chorus] I got 6 reasons why we keep shit coming Dirty Dozen left niggas running for cover Hiding behind your lovers Skirting off peeling rubber As we shout "DONT FUCK WITH DIRTY DOZEN" 6 reasons why keep shit coming Dirty Dozen left niggas running for cover Hiding behind your lovers Skirting off peeling rubber As we shout "DONT FUCK WITH DIRTY DOZEN" I got 6 reasons why we keep shit coming Dirty Dozen left niggas running for cover Hiding behind your lovers Skirting off peeling rubber As we shout "DONT FUCK WITH DIRTY DOZEN" Yeah yeah bitch (what what) Well bring it to your crew Well bring it to your crew Any of yall Die bitch Dont fuck with Dirty Dozen Dirty Dozen Bugz Proof Bizarre Dont fuck with Dirty Dozen Da Brigade bitch DJ Head Dont fuck with Dirty Dozen The saga starts right now If you aint down with us from this day on Then fuck you [ 6 Reasons Lyrics ]
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