Skanless

DJ Quik

作词 : Barnett, Blake, Lewis ...

******* ain't nuthin' but a hole

And most ******* ain't nothing but hoes

So what I'm gonna do right here

Is kick it to the man left rear (Run that *******t)

And a one and a two and a three

And you got the ****** AMG

And a four and a five and a six

On my left hand side is DJ Quik

We got 2nd II None in the house

We got my man Hi-C in the house

And all the ******s who disapprove

Ya tryin to bust a move

You can get a ****** in ya mouth

Yo, you can't ****** wit a ******, I'm holdin my piece

I'm bailin down to 'crans with my Khakis creased

A link on my neck and a ******* on my ******, so

I put a beeper card on a ******* front window

I'm that ****** who can serve it well

Then bloody up the sheets at a raunchy motel

Yeah I'mma treat ya, 'cause I'm a feed ya

Take you to McDonald's then I leave ya

Live, via satellite on Rosecrans and Aranbe

We got my boy DJ Quik in the house

And he's gonna take you on a mission

And show you how the real jackers jack, ******

Yeah, and now I'm takin' off my belt so I can sag

I keep the 44 Mag in a duffle bag

And in the G-ride I'm rollin' in the rain

And don't let me catch you slippin' on the turning lane

I creep up to your quarter panel and I pause

Whip out the 4 up to your nose

And make you *******t your drawers

Now I don't want your money or your hoes

No, all I want is your mutha****** 'renzo's

Now, let's take a ride down to 'crans

I'm rollin with a mutha******a with doodoo in his pants

And a ****** like you can get me work

Because I know you got them birdies that don't chirp

Aww, too bad you didn't make it to your .9

So forget about your Fin-O 'cause it's mine

And to you ******s that be trippin,

Watch your trunk and don't be slippin

'Cause the Quik will take your hoopty every time,

Mtha******a

Once again it's the mutha****** D

You wanna be my *******, well you gotta pay a fee

You wanna get quoted, get your ass in the circle

We'll whoop your ass ****** 'til your eye turn purple

(Ayo, Craw...)

My name is the Craw, the C-R-A-W-F-O-R-D

The poet Hi-C

I got your fat pregnant ******* in my waterbed

And I'm about to bust a nut on your little baby's head

The *******t you be talking, I label it "caca"

Move your fat ass, and pass the vodka

Pour half a cup, fill it up with Socco

******* try and trip, you might get socked, ho

"I love you, though," that's what I'm screamin'

Just to get some *******, I'll be fiendin'

Boyfriend always talking 'bout doggystyle

Wait a while, I can do it froggystyle

(Stop that darn cussing,

My children are listening)

Eat a ******, ya *******

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