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Текст песни «Close Ya Doorz» от Redman

Представляем точный текст композиции "Close Ya Doorz" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Redman . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Close Ya Doorz» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Redman передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Redman - "Close Ya Doorz"

Lyrics to Close Ya Doorz : Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo check it out Introducing, the international Worldwide, Brick City [Roz] To each his own, Ima have this known from the door I make niggaz walk like ball four Yall score game down the block, for me its hip-hop around the clock, critical Im bound to drop (stop) You aint know Im nice girl, youse a Wannabe like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice girl Im untry-able, undeniable Wont be held liable for givin knots thats untie-able R-O-Z, recognize my name Rap G.I. Jane rockin colorful wide frames Straight from Newark we Brick layers, Na Na slayers Dont play I coach and pick players in Da Bricks, get your shit popped locked and stolen Step back Im holdin, bitches be rollin Ghetto style, Ima stay that ripper Tryin to get cash out the ass like a stripper [Tame One] Dub O, Im down for whateva, do what I gotta to get the chedda Fuck takin over cities, we conquered galaxies and better I was put here to crush CDs and wreck tapes Make a false move, I put this whole fuckin planet in checkmate Hell with this, we takin over the spot I dont like to, but I will resort to the glock The whole camp is sick, you cant do nuttin but like it Its like when you drown, your ass sink quicker if you fight it Talkin bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties I know you love club music nigga, but you aint got a jack in your body You fake ass niggaz, gettin screened like a short pass And if you incorrect, Ima diamond cut your bastard ass You got mind control over me like Deebo but you aint my friend Cause when Im around you be quiet but when I leave you be talkin again But we gonna do it how you want cause Im widdit to brawl with you Now what if I put your bitch ass in a headlock and fall witchu Yo niggaz, shut your windows and close ya doorz Comin straight from Da Brick City (2X) [Young Z] Yo, here I come Yo, yeah, yo YEAH (Cmon Z!) Your bitch said aliens raped her and her four friends But it was all the Outz, we dressed up as Martians When I, crack a brew its nuttin else Id rather do Hop out a cab or two to your avenue to battle you Your style get ate like italian steak Then I get Red to sell you achey or a pound of shake Yall can open up wide and suck this dick None of yall niggaz cant fuck with Bricks While you scrubbin dishes, we puffin Swishers Fuckin women ends up in the Benz trunk with switches We cop sixty-three nigs One from every spot, blunts be mystery mix We got, spots, all my niggaz stay in Bricks While yall stash clips in bags of Bar-B-Q potato chips Plus your main honey loved us Slip her some bom-ba shell fuck twenty of us [Gov-Matic] Yo, you pack that little ass gun like Harlem Nights After we brawl and fight, yo bitch Ima ball tonight At shows we so tight we flow like its one mic Raw underground, yo Don, tell em what that dough like [Diezzel Don] D. Don, I gets mine, and stay gettin it My thug mindll brawl with rhymes and stay shittin it Check my shine, iced out platinum like your pendant V.I.P. ghetto nigga, hustlin and spendin Got bitches trickin tryin to get with me Got police, flock niggaz tryin to cop from me How many pouns you want, how many pounds you need' I cultivate, every block I go and drop seeds nigga I grow trees, niggaz know me, for bein low key That hustler from A.C. [Gov-Matic] Im steady shittin on hoes, Grand Royal like the Green Eyed Bandit Jump straight in the Lex offa New Jersey transit Let my man spit that Don shit Gov-Matic spit that shit thats toxic, I rock shit Its that hot shit like Busta Bust got plus I bust glock, on pussies I trust not They get blown, burned like minutes on cell phone Bring the terror to your block like the toughest nigga from jail home And you dead gone when my squad come around We hella illa from Isabella to Downtown [Chorus] [ Close Ya Doorz Lyrics ]

Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Redman. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Close Ya Doorz» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Close Ya Doorz» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.




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