Vertaling: Bent. Hit Of Miss.
been to jail or shot, sold rocks I'm talkin' 'bout weight down like movin' ki's and pounds But every nigga in the hood ain't fly Light-skinned or dark
me speedy now Known for runnin' the quickest miles, hit and run in any town, any ground Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it and hit it
car Cash in my Carharts, it ain't hard to get em like blaow when I hit em, the nigga shit his drawers when the 40-pound hit him, the fuck these niggaz
very rare that you see me and Lanson In a club with bub partin', we dancin' If so it's Chris Bacardi an some Branson All leathered out in a Harley or
hit you from 2 1 That's on Lennox, 7th Ave was News One Coverage, I synethestry, got Braffin defendin' me 'Cause New York'll miss me if I'm locked in
with or without the chick Sillk the shocker, cam'ron, now how you gonna doubt us a hit (must be a car), miss I could pull you, with or without the six
of pant slugs that crack the shin bone The Other shot blasts through your left clavical Melt swizz suits and paint the avenue's Havoc How you want it? Bent Scheme or
the bread and 2 for the **** Miss the 17 fire, damn right, it's gon' snow Told y'all I was gon' blow, Kinky B said so Or not, back to chargin' 600 for
everwhere Old hippies, beatniks, glam-rock kids Goin' punk rock??cut their hair One night we played The Whiskey With Miss Ivy and Mister Lux Backstage the record man approached Yeah, we thought we had hit
vision now, doorknob shiftin Optical illusion or the coke that I'm sniffin Think, primal instinct, maybe it's me Hit the lights must hit the floor simul
bullshit is this nigga on? That's D The dawg come and getcha outside The more blood flows, when I plug holes with the snub nosed Gun blows, bullets whistle, wouldn't miss you Hit
and nine or ten, doin' her arithmetic homework with a sure hit songwriter's pen And I say God bless you darling you got a sure hit songwriter pen. Write
labeled it trance Iriscience, y'all MC Iriscience Rakaa you don't rhyme fair Aiyyo, we hit it festivals and we hit it the nightclubs We hit it like
scrilla But a hustla, I'm by the struggle Keepin' the trouble, kickin' doors Guns to brang Slangin' 'caine In the snow, or in the rain I'm gon' maintain In the street, or
" [iriscience] "rakaa you don't rhyme fair" [iriscience] [iriscience] Aiyyo we hit it festivals, and we hit it the nightclubs We hit it
" [Iriscience] "MC Iriscience" [Iriscience] "Rakaa you don't rhyme fair" [Iriscience] [Iriscience] Aiyyo we hit it festivals, and we hit it the nightclubs We hit
type of bullshit is this nigga on? That's D The dawg come and getcha outside The more blood flows, when I plug holes with the snub nosed Gun blows, bullets whistle wouldn't miss you Hit