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This Dat Beat
(专辑: Kingspade - 2004)
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah Ya'll better turn this one up Ya'll better bang this shit, ya'll better get ready Ya'll better bang this shit till your trunk pops open (yeah) And your licenses plate frame sounds broken (what!) Slow cruisin with some goose in my gatorade No excuses just night on a
saturday Ride fulla females and they all bomb Upfront, laid back, like the
bishop don juan (yea I'm pimp!) Pullin up to the
spot, parkin on the
grass You know kingspade clique be runnin last (aye yo) Bitch ass get checked you steppin to the
vet (uh!) We been in it for a
minute you ain't even heard shit yet So sit back relax let the
track do the
work Bob ya head to this shit till your neck starts to hurt If you movin right now (yeah), the
beats kinda ill That kingspade clique, (well) them boys have got skills D-loc and Johnny Richter comin up on the
creep In a
66 dumpbump bangin down the
street This dat beat, that you bang when you rollin down the
street And everybody knows you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE This dat beat, that you bang when you rollin down the
street And everybody knows you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE You best react fast, this is a
100 yard dash (start runnin!), Don't be late, or you'll be comin in last (oooh!) The
biggest purse goes to those who finish first And me against you is like a
Porsche against a
Hearse You may as well not exist, don't even pull to the
line (back up!), Cause you already lost, the
money's already mine, It's best to let it go, do whatever you know, Cause you ain't nothin but a
rookie, dealin with a
seasoned pro I'm a
veteran, ain't no time fo you gentlemen, Trunk bumpin, vibratin while my bumpers scrapin, Bomb chronic joint blazin, hangin, out the
window with my elbow, Real low, tryin to holler at this soul, 'proachin train tracks, So I
hit all the
switches, lifted the
front and the
back, To avoid all the
ditches, didn't want the
clippin, So I
raised up and BOUNCED This dat beat, that you bang when you rollin down the
street And everybody knows you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE This dat beat, that you bang when you rollin down the
street And everybody knows you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE Running into walls, like a
fish in a
aquarium Acting like a
looney, locked in a
cemetarium I'm going crazy for the
feeling of bass Fuck smokin crack, give me hits of 808 (c'mon!) I
love it when the
track goes Yo Mike hit me off with a
little more (booooom) Now thats the
type of shit that make me want to drive I
love bass tunes, almost as much as gettin high I
give it up and give it back, Kingspade up on the
map D-Loc and Johnny Richter smokin sacks in the
back In the
club tryin to dub on this hoe hangin low Cause you know how we do it when we up at a
show This dat beat, that you bang when you rollin down the
street And everybody knows you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE This dat beat, that you bang when you rollin down the
street And everybody knows you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE You bangin what? KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE You bangin what? KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE You bangin what? KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE You bangin what? KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE You bangin what? KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE You bangin what? KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE You bangin what? KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE You bangin what? KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE
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