Obie Trice Richard текст песни, слова песни Richard Obie Trice & Eminem

Phatest.ru - тексты песен на любой вкус

Obie Trice - Richard

feat. Eminem

[Intro: Obie Trie]
Yeah! [4 seconds instrumental]
Trice!
Statik Selektah!

[Obie Trice:]
O back around the corner. - Got the crack, - put in your orders;
We 'bout to run up out the storages!
It's "Notorious", the way I got "Big" spittin' stories;
BME's X-Clan - "Vanglorious"!
We're not your favorite? Fuck it! You know the system and you buck it,
Have you revisitin' - how you used to love it.
A nigga spew through the music acoustics,
Cool kid; - used to pursue excuses!
Truth is, I was truant in school;
So his influence is foolish! - That was my views.
I'm back at it, the rap addict by any means
We gon get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans!
Say he ain't a star, niggas might be right;
I'm so regular. - Nigga gotta shit tonight!
Bring it back, Selektah! - Let 'em know it's Trice!
Put your seatbelts on, we gon' ride to-night!

[Eminem:]
I could chicka-chick-chick! - And I would like
To introduce - myse-self, surprise! Chicka-chick! - Hi, - it's Ike!
'Bout to get my Ike on, - I come with a life SUPPLY
Of wife - beaters and my Nikes on; - and a white-T over that Iron MIKE!
Lookin' fly tonight! - Feel like I might die from a spider bite [crunch]
Come back as Spider-Man. - "Park" my "Peter" inside a dyke! (whooo!)
Bitch actin' like she got fuckin' higher standards than Meijer's, right!
Had to pry her fingers off of the motherfuckin' Breyer's ice
Cream with the pliers, like: - "AAHHH! " - Only a ruthless bastard would do this
Take a toothles bitch with no taste buds to brew Cris';
Give her toothpicks, - an' stop on the way home pick up two Big Bu-fords,
"Scrupulous, girl! - You got a nice pair, - but you're plum stupid! "
So when I pull up in that Benz, don't try to pretend you ain't in-... [acapella]
... -Terested to impress your stupid-ass friends and refuse to get in, [acapella]
Woman! And get slammed on the ground and SNAP like a pool stick against [acapella]
Cement; if you shold get dick, - pretend it's a musical instrument! [acapella]
You get one shot! - Do not miss your chance to blow! [slurp] (HAAAH!)
I can tell at first glance you're a hoe, - cause your pants are so
Tight! - When you dance with O. - Trice, your implants explode! (booom!)
So cold to dykes, the chance of snow - in San Francisco. (oooh!)
Boy, I'm from Detroit City. - You livin' in animosity!
That's a fucked up state to be in, - such an atrocity.
Look where these random thoughts get me!
In senseless mind babble. - "What? Me apologize?! LABRBRR! "
It's just the way the rhyme unravels
And-I-wouldn't-fuckin'-take-it-back-if-I-TIME-TRAVELED! [echoes] - Ha! [rewind]

[Chorus: Eminem]
Just call me Richard, (Richard!) (haha!) - cause I'm a dick! (dick!) (whooo!)
It's also Richard cause I feel like you should pry your fucking mouth up off of it! (of it!) (HAAH!)
I said just call me Richard, (Richard!) (yup!) - cause I'm a dick! (dick!) (yup!)
You ain't gotta be no detective to figure out I'm a dick
When I hold my privates it's your first clue Sherlock, PRICK! - Just call me Richard... (Richard!)

[Obie Trice:]
That's my motives! - Jumpin' out them Rovers,
All white, like I was right up in the Dakotas
Or Minnesota. - Did I mention soda?
When it's mixed with the Yola, watch my cup runneth over!
Cut from a soldier - from holdin' a disposable toaster,
Puttin' holes in a nigga gettin' close enough! (close enough!)
BME till the credits roll; (credits roll!)
So my condition is beyond what the medics know! (medics know!)
They wanna edit O. - like a prosthetic third leg, let it go!
This is Shady 1.0; EM, let 'em know! (EM: YEAH!)
I still profit through the process
The prize in my jeans, my balls'll never digress. (digress!)
I'm a dick that I braaag about; (braaag about!)
I put it in fast and then I drag it out. (drag it out!)
Woooorld, - I be your special friend, see?
Cause - these suckas suffer from pseudo penis envy! (envy!) [echoes] - SO?

[Chorus] [echoes] [beat stops]

Все тексты песен Obie Trice
Следующий текст песни: Obie Trice - Secrets