The Alchemist Body Something текст песни, слова песни Body Something The Alchemist & B-Real
The Alchemist - Body Something
feat. B-Real
Yo, Alchemist!
We takin' it back on this one, my niggaaaa!
Ya dig?
Cypress Hill...
Soul Assassins!
Uh!
[B-Real:]
As the game gets older, all you niggas get younger!
You put your hand in my plate, go 'head - question my hunger!
I'll show you how the 6 spit a barrel of thunder;
Shoot the math one round, put you six feet under.
Pour the liquor out - for my homie who didn't make it,
We hold your name up, and celebrate it, never be faded!
You on the grind and sometimes - shit boggles your mind,
How you got away with the crimes - and you prospered!
Took advantage - of every single thing life has to offer,
Thugs never got nothin' nice in the brain!
We cold-blooded-ass niggas with - ice in their veins;
You blinded by the ice on the chains!
Divided by the price of the fame;
You rollin like dice in the game
It's a gamble;
Too hot to handle!
Gotta know when to hold 'em, fold 'em and then scramble,
Move quick! - We blow your head OUT - like a candle! (candle!)
[Chorus: B-Real]
Y'all know I got the shotty - pumpin'! [gun cocks]
So you know I'm gonna body - somethin'!
Got the blood in your body - pumpin'
Big guns that'll keep your party - jumpin'! (jumpin'!) [x2]
[Bridge: B-Real]
I get (I get!) - take it from the hustle!
I get (I get!) - mo' money, mo' problems! (Soul Assassins, mothafucka...)
I get (I get!) - all the look stoned people! (representin' Lozz!)
I get (I get!) - pigs knockin' on my door!
I get (I get!) - hard times all over!
I get (I get!) - bitches schemin' on me! (Soul Assassins!)
I get (I get!) - dough cash in a tight-ass grip;
I get you a casket, bitch! [gun cocks] [beat stops]
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