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- N.W.A 3 the Hard Way 歌词
- N.W.A
- Here's a mix to make you move smooth enough to soothe
Slow and lower you can go inside a bassed up groove
So funk it
It's gotta be ain't no need to discuss it
Yo Doc
I finna kick this shit alright
Alright then bust it
Rhymes created by the Doc most definitely down
I could be bitten by this brother with some bad ass brown
It ain't no joke he needs some scope
'Cause his breath is cold dope
As he talks I can smell it
And I'm seeing the smoke
That's the bad breath bandit
You know what's in store
Stay away 'cause they breath will
Knock you to the floor
That boy is rough de soda
Tough I don't understand
Tests his breath inside his palm and burned his hand
He's a tucks destroyer a Listerine killer
A cavity employer a yuck-mouth filler
Say man you bullshit no that's a fact Fresh K
I wish Velamints could take his breath away
But he's always in effect smelling like dead vermin
Honking the bitches with his firewalls burning
Winch his witch as a curl just as funky as well
I mean he has a little woman
That can match his smell yes
He has a girlfriend this is not pretend
She uses deodorant to spray for men
Scratch and sniff wallpaper all over the house
Aww shit Yeah boy that's what I'm talking about
They need ten bars of soap three boxes of tide
To make them presentable to go outside
Now my story is true and my opinion can did
But that is my tale of the bad breath bandit
But you know that ain't even half of the shit
Man what's up
This bitch who stay around the way you know her K
Yeah
Y'all want to talk about her
Bust it
Oh kick her ass man
Let's talk about girl who's a bonafide witch
Name is Tammy better known as bitch
The boys in the hood all treat her like liquor
Quick is the way they pass her
Around and then stick her
I'm not saying she minds
She's a first class skeezer
Always on the jock but only if he's uhh
Man with the money and the looks to show
So you saying she's a witch
Yeah Tammy's a material whore
You're getting laid
If you can rock a cross-fader
You got the bank to make the bitch who'll get paid
Tagging Tammy's a process like when you use a computer
Use her and do her like they did in the old days
Shoot her
A whore and she knows it yeah the knowledge is there
So they say that she's slutty
And she tell them she don't care
But y'all I'm keeping my clear
Even though she is pretty
'Cause we only use Tammy for a guest to the city
Right on
But bust this
Tammy ain't the only f**Ked-up freak in the city
Well who else man
Aww come on Rock you know her now You know her
Seabiscuit breath right
Yeah that's her
Yo Go on Bust it homes
You stand around the bitch and your nose turns white
You ever thought about what big bird's shit smells like
Well you take that aroma multiply it times two
And you think about Sue Sour-smelling Sue
She's a girl that has the power to kill a fresh flower
Rock smelled the whore and said
Damn that bitch is sour
Now I don't judge
I mean that's not what I'm thinking
People do what they want
And I guess she like stinking
But whatever the deal
I think someone should call Guiness
'Cause this is kicking a scent
That f**Ks up K's tennis shoes
And a dress dress it fresh to impress
She really ought to be embarrassed
Because that girl is a mess
If you ever see her you'll duck and cover
She looks like your sister but smells
Like your brother
And since they tell me Trey honestly phrase
I let her know that she reminded me of the Gunsmoke days
But it ain't no thing if she stink she'll sing
But to me it's like she needs a little Irish Spring
You ought to know what I'm saying
I hope I made myself clear
About the three ass whores but troll I'm out of here
Yo yo yo these three people make me so sick that
I gotta go 1988 on it
Tammy your momma ain't got no legs be talking about
I ain't gonna stand for this Ha ha ha ha
Boy you sick man You sick
Yeah yeah
Yo man I gotta story from 1988
Check it out
Sue you got so much butter on your teeth
That when you brush your teeth
You have to use a butter knife
Ha ha ha ha
Get ready for the king here I come
Now check this out
Sour smelling Sue got so much dirt in her ear
That she can grow potatoes
Ha ha ha ha
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