- DJ Quik Ghetto Rendezvous 歌詞
- DJ Quik
- [Intro] Rendezvous,
I Guess It's
Time For Another
Awwww Look
At What You
Muthafuckas
Done Did Y'all
Done Pissed
Off Yeah What
Up Sis, I
Hear You Out
There You
Know You done
Fucked Up
I'm Glad Y'all
Set It Off
You Prolly
Mad Because
You Can't
Eat Off Me
No More Don't
Wanna Hear
You Crying
Or Offer You
No Dough You
Tried To Make
My Life Shabby
With The Zodiac
Sign Of The
Cancer You
Crabby Plus
You Got Away
With Murder
Twice (Nice)
Just Like
That Nigga
That's On
Thin Ice (I Think It's Time For Another Ghetto Rendezvous)
I Hate You
So Much It
Shows I Hate
You More Than
Michael Hated
Joe And Your
Son Looks
Like A Fuckin
Al Qaeda I'mma
Call Him Whop
Daddy Cause
His Chin To
The Side Now
That's The
Mark Of The
Beast You
Had A Game
In 1977 To
Say At Least
Your House
Is Full Of
Mole Body
Full Of Yeast
I Bet You
Baking A Loaf
Of Bread Down
Between Your
Cheeks You
Stanky Little
Rodent Yeah
Bitch, You
Molded You'll
Never See
Your Brother
That's Why
Your Love
Carroded Emphysema
All In Him
You Can't
Hold Nobody
Ain't No Toxins
In Your Venom
You Just A
Grand Momma
In Denom Looking
For Some Little
Kids To Put
Some Shit
Up In Them (Maybe It's Time For Another Ghetto Rendezvous)
The Problem
Is You Ain't
Have No Fuckin
Loyalty And
The Only Thing
You Wanted
Was My Royalties
You Stole
A Car And
A Bike From
Me Looking
Back I Was
The Caretaker
Of A Dummy
And That Husband
Of Yours,
You Dumb Witch
Was Still
A Husband
Of Hers You
Stupid Bitch
You Never
Acted Your
Age You Only
Came To Embarass
Me Out In
Public For
Days That's
Why Little
Clarity Pays
You Got The
Boot Now I'm
Chipping Like
Frito Lays
Rest In Peace
To My Niece
At Least When
She Was Lying
In State She
Had A Grin
On Her Mouthpiece
Now What That
Tell You About
You You Disturb
To The Curb
And It's Better
Without You (I'm Coming Strapped To Another Ghetto Rendezvous)
Fat Boy Know
You Really
Been Dummin
Going Over
Peewee house showing off your
Triple Stomach
With A Strap
In Your Waist
Now What You
Gon Do When
You See My
Face, I Doubt
It I'm Tired
Of Playing
With You Cocka
Roaches I
Gave You Bitches
Life And Trust
And You Studders
Broke It Cause
You A Muthafuckin
Sex Offender
Put Some Honey
On Your Dick
And Put It
In A Blender
They Caught
You Fuckin
On Your Sister's
Daughter That
Some Setual
Shit, Get
The Holy Water
Compton Alumni
A-No Go Nigga
You Really
Passer For
Robos Upstate in
Y.A. Without
Your Homeboys
Cheeking Each
Other Butts
Making No
Noise (I'm Taking Off When I Hit The Ghetto Rendezvous)
If I Bought
You Equipment
And Sold It,
That's On
You Help You
Get Into A
Home And Lose
It, That's
On You You
Niggaz Acting
Like Babies
You Feeling
Entitled To
Another Man's
Money, That's
Crazy While
I Get Sane,
And Schizophrenia
And Struggles
With Love
And Money
And Happiness
You Get Plenty
Of While I'm
Staying Fly
Like Laguardia
I'm A Guardian,
I'm The Ardista
I'm The Flyiest
MC That You
Ever Heard
Om The Norman
Microphone,
Muthafucka
That's Word
Now Give Me
The Mic And
Let Me Be
Heard Cause
I Be Quitting
Surely, I
Am The Shep-erd
Now What You
Know About
My Lyrics
And Style
I Got A Clico
Backwash Fly
We Wild (I Think It's Time For Another Ghetto Rendezvous) [Outro]
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