Текст песни Masta Killa — Pass the bone

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Uh, Ya'll niggas should have some of this shit right here boy
It's that good shit
Uh, it's just…One-Two, One-Two, Replace the beat

Aiyo

Aiyo, checka, checka, **Coughs Again** check it out
Uh, Motha'fuckin'

I was feelin' lovely, pocket full of Dough
A lil drunk, Reaction mad slow
Thinkin' — Should I step to the Motherland ?
And rep who ? The Wu-Tang Clan
Another thing — Beyond the fam I wanted to get ripped
Put my lips on the Blunt tip
It's been Two Weeks since I last sparked stepped in the Grand Resort
$25 Dollar fee, plus I.D
But a brotha like me Executive V.I.P
Word! Took a bar seat, had a tall glass of Hennessey and Peach
Turned to my left she stood wit chick she was slammin'
What you do Kid ? I examined her
Pushed up, tried to bag her for her name
What Happened ? I didn't have a
Overwhelmed by the Scent in the Air
Could it be ? Yes, Yea, Ha Ha
It was Startel The God Jamel, he had a bone
A Blunt of that ill shit
I said «Pass the Bone, Pass the Bone»
«Pass the Bone Kid, Pass the Bone»
He passed it, took one pull, I was blasted
Felt kinda Stimulated — FANTASTIC!
We approached the weak Cypher
Did you surprise her? Tranquilized her
Bagged her, for her name and Address
Slid to the rest, achieved mad success
Ha ha, yea

We don't front, we run things
Here to tell you one thing
Run through Town like Stars
Flyest Broads, Hottest Cars

We don't front, we run things
Here to tell you one thing
Run through Town like Stars
Hottest Bars, Fuck you frauds

I was at a Night Club, shorty grillin' wit the Mean Mug
Ain't showin' no love, It's all good
I'm ready to float inside and rip the mic phone
Hmmm, All I needed was a Hydro bone
Guess who came down the Block Stumblin' Drunk ?
I forget the Brotha name but he had some skunk
Took out the Blunt, put the Weed inside
Roll it up tight, then the flame was Applied
Inhale without pertaining a cough
Exhale you know like 2 pulls and all
Stimulated kinda Toxie, but don't sleep
You know we got the drop, one shot wit the Heat
Some Brothas be smokin' that Weed of The Week
But neva me, just strictly the Ganja
Since remain ya, in ya area

We don't front, we run things
Here to tell you one thing
Run through Town like Stars
Flyest Broads, Hottest Cars

We don't front, we run things
Here to tell you one thing
Run through Town like Stars
Hottest Bars, Fuck you frauds

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