Представляем точный текст композиции "Who Dat'" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста D-Block . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Who Dat'» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую D-Block передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
D-Block - "Who Dat'"
Lyrics to Who Dat' : [Styles P:] Hahaha, OWWWWWW! We just keep smokin and smokin and smokin Hehehe, I enjoy myself! I eventually expect to fall out one of these days But fuck it... whattup' M-I-double-L-I-O-Ns Got cash, cant trust some of my old friends Niggaz aint walk this path of my old Timbs Let me find out its my lawn that theres potholes in Cause P aint Posdonus, smoke blunts like a rasta Hold uzis in a mobster suit The Bugati got ostrich seats, my gosh Im loose Pick up 50 Gs a morning with my orange juice Now, you dont know me and you dont want to Cause - six in the mornin, Im comin to hunt you Give it a little time, I have the country sewed Cause I did more dirt than a country road Frankly I dont give a damn like, Humphrey Bog 20 bricks, 50 pounds thats my monthly load Nigga watch the pump explode, you can jump if you want But Ima dump til I ran the globe (cmon) [Chorus: T. Waters] Whos that makin that God damn noise' Thats S.P., Waters and them D-Block boys Dont worry bout a scrap daddy, we pop toys So dont go fuckin with them D-Block boys Now now now who that makin that God damn noise' Thats S.P., Waters and them D-Block boys Dont worry bout a scrap daddy, we pop toys So dont go fuckin with them D-Block boys [T. Waters:] Street dreams consist of triple beams A vestll connect with the best for red seams A M-16 for fiends with heavy habits Why wait on him when Waters already have it' Spread to the West, started with petty traffic Get a gassy nigga ass and dead him with some matches Now he ashes, no need for a casket Fuckin bastard, Im the greatest, young Cassius Squeeze first or get hit til your knees hurt And do top {'} free work on your t-shirt Usually with bitches I start with the beat first But Ima show these niggaz that beef hurt Now now now, I stay true to my tattoos One life to live, forgive me T. Waters a fool I used to sell weed, half quarters at school Put some bread on his head, Ill slaughter the dudes, ya heard' [Chorus] [Styles P:] You dont wanna be in the coma Fuckin with this Ruff Ryder artist, D-Block owner Any liquor I drink I chase with Coronas Rap so hard niggaz tryin to clone us Needed a Ghost Rider you just shoulda phoned us You really aint gangster cause you been woulda showed us Whattup homey, whattup cuz I keep a orange boxcutter and I dont cut up rugs Mad beef jumpin off is what a whattup does If I felt like the vibe was wrong, thats my word 12 gauge mausberg, your side is gone Now some of yall is joinin, some of yall retirin You need a hit man, Im the one for hirin (call me) I keep the dutch and the gun, still firin Watch out for niggaz, cause feds got em wired in First second third and fourth, I hear si-rens [Chorus] [gunshot and gunfire] [ Who Dat' Lyrics ]
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