Представляем точный текст композиции "King Of Kings" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Dj Paul . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «King Of Kings» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Dj Paul передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Dj Paul - "King Of Kings"
Lyrics to King Of Kings : (feat. Hypnotize Camp Posse) [DJ Paul talking] It is I my son, the king of the muthafuckin M Awakened by all you hatin ass hoes, ya bitch you And its going muthafuckin down For all you muthafuckin wannabe Hypnotize Camp Posse azz niggas Who we got in this muthafucka, nigga count em out [Crunchy Blac] Crunchy Blac up in this bitch, my nigga Juice [Lord Infamous] Lord Soze [DJ Paul:] Louder nigga let em know! [La Chat:] Im pull the trigga nigga bitch, its [La Chat] hoe [Frayser Boy] Yeah you got Frayser Boy in this muthafucka Bout to ride on one of you bitch-made niggas [DJ Paul] And ya boy DJ muthafuckin Paul Like thiiiiiiiis [Lord Infamous] Nigga get all ya boys, tell em bring all they guns And being yall some hoes I get the heater when you come When I dump to hit your pressure point with .44 slugs All this medicine, a felon is committed by this thug Head bust, they took ya in mood, huh Cuz well rip you for whatever and leave ya skull fucked up Pop some double bucks To ya nuts Cough em up Slut Drop the meat up Then I call em triple six guts [La Chat] Who run, I know you know Quit playin, you damned hoe La Chat, cant take no mo We brangin it to the dome I got the tec-9, four-five, cant forget the AK Finna take you to the streets, blow you bitches clean away Mayne Im sick and tired of you talking Im open with my dog and Is it true that I will be stalkin And punkin bitches walkin Hope you niggas paying attention to everything I mention Shit Im full up on that tension Im goin on a mission [Juicy J] Now sippin on some gin and some mo (some mo) Watchin niggas in the room snortin blow (snortin blow) They got weed, and its already rolled (ready rolled) Quick babies in that doe (that doe) Now Im so fuckin buzzed bout to faint (bout to faint) Sittin back watch R Kelly tapes (Kellys tapes) Ertime you see a playa I be high (I be high) So come and get a lil piece of a nigga pie [Frayser Boy] Im a schizophrenic Dont you panic You cant handle it So god dammit You cant stand it Leave you stranded Push over nigga, you been banded I been blazin You are facin Fuckin killers in yo place and Heart is pacin Yall be racin Bout to catch another case and Killer nigga Driller nigga Kill a nigga Feel me nigga I dont give a fuck bout what you sayin, Im the illest nigga Pistol mother Drama lover Pop a sucka Motherfucka Like no other Im a lethal weapon like a Danny Glover [Crunchy Blac] Nigga lemme tell you my specialty My specialty is getting you nigga Lock and load wit that gun pullin the trigga How the fuck you figure That a nigga aint robbin you niggas When Im out her trying to get like Jigga Dippa yo body up when I kill you nigga Shouldnt have talked that shit cuz Im pullin triggas How the fuck yall niggas wanna go to war When yall aint bad enough for us boys [DJ Paul] See Im the king of kings, Scarecrows the lord of lords And fuckin up with my kin is something you cant afford Tryin to compete with Hypnotize man I wouldnt even try that My lil keys cost seventy gs nigga can you buy that You wonderin why I had the for sale sign in the yard Nigga I sold my crib, my new house cost one million And this some king shit, MTV crib shit You mouth is up you startin to drool u need a bib bitch Before you diss me nigga turn your pockets inside out Or clean your shoes and your pants, break some starch right out Cuz Im the K-O-M, you wishin you wuz down with this click But you chose otherwise so you a clown to this click And in the streets nigga you get nothing but frowns from this click And we done covered all sides of this country lil bitch So if you ever get a chance to get inside the Source yeah right Youll be like my nigga Nas and all youll have is one mic (all I need is one mic) [DJ Paul talking] Yeah this for all you muthafuckin hoes If you ever wanna know the muthafuckin truth Its in yo face, bitch Trying to use our muthafuckin name to come up You aint muthafuckin Hypnotize Minds you bitch, you nigga And dont be trying to memorize the faces on the muthafuckin videos Cuz them aint the niggas thats gone come to your muthafuckin den nigga Where my muthafuckin killas at nigga Yeah nigga, where they at! [Crunchy Blac] Yeah Crunchy Blac up in this bitch For all you niggas that said I cant rap Nigga I dont rap anyways, nigga I rob [DJ Paul] Yeah bitch ass nigga Bitch-made hoes [La Chat] Hypnotize Camp Dick ridin bitches And nigga fuck yall bitches [DJ Paul] And for all you hoes well stomp you muthafuckas short nigga Couldnt handle the heat get the fuck up out the kitchen type niggas Shit get thicker for a weak nigga hoe [talking and yelling till end] [ King Of Kings Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Dj Paul. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «King Of Kings» 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 «King Of Kings» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.