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123 (Naughty By Nature) sözleri

Naughty By Nature tarafından albümünde söylenen 123 adlı şarkının sözleri.

Intro/chorus: (x6)

1 motherfuckin 2 motherfuckin 3
1 and here comes the 2 to the 3and

Verse 1: lakim shabazz

? ? ? ? rappers are full of thissince I’m a don I’m pullin out a hit
Cos I’m fired upI’m tired of all the bullshit
Flavor unitit’s time to attack the prey
So make way for hip-hop’s green beret
Bring on the refillsyou see we feel
The name of the brain game is kill or be killed
I’m an expertwho will be the next jerk to try?
Let me explain you got 8 million ways to die
We torch and scorch yamake ya feel real sore
Have that ass lookin just like *? this boo-boo? * slipped the door
Known to killdunk skillse-rupt
You ask why? my reply is ’i don’t give a fuck!’
I’m a pantherI love fresh meat
After I kill yai’ma leave ya body across 110th street
My tactics are drastic and real fast
I tie one to a truck and go drag ya ass
I’m more than a threatI’m a problem
To hell with cottonwatch out when I come to harlem
So don’t whisper or make a sound or croak
Shit ya propgo straight back down ya throat
Everyday all day this be the hard way
Puttin rappers outta commission even on an off-day
Flavor unit rules gwe’re takin rappers out
1 motherfuckin 2 motherfuckin 3

Chorus (x3)

Verse 2: apache

Here comes trouble and it’s all thatin fact contact
You’re next of kinfriendfollow the flow format
While you slipI grips so expect to get bruised
Ask me if I give a fuck cos I ain’t got shit to lose
Fuck aroundlay around and get stuck up
You beatnitwait a minutehold the fuck up
If I was deafdumbblindstupidblame
Handicappedcrippled and pussy was my middle name
You couldn’t beat me slicksnap that neck like a chico stick
I know who beat’cha quick (who? )my grip
*? failin this? * to some type of tournament
I cut ya fuckin head off and use it as a christmas tree ornament
Come and give me a test whoever claims to be the best
He’s with the 40-below footprint on his chest
Fucked upgot stuckgo press your luck
Both of his legs were found in back of a garbage truck
Head found in the bar of a limosuine
The rest of his body at a dove site in queens
Damn manmr. handmanyou like braggin
Ya fucked upmade a wrong turn and entered the dragon
I told you I’m out to stalk
Last nigga tried medied gfelt my tomahawk
Apachethat’s meI’m gettin rappers’ ass
1 motherfuckin 2 motherfuckin 3

Chorus (x4)

Verse 3: treach

You coulda been my main shit but you scrap and will wackblack
The only thing I smoke witta pipe is an ass crack
You challenge treachI’ll seal you quickyou can’t touch that
I thought you did a triple cos you said awfuck that!
Diamond hill how ya feel*? hey ben hef? *
Give me a hearin aid or two then I’m thru cos I’m that def
That’s how we all betighter than small leaves
Club rappin all beI’m wreckin on all 3
This drill means chillguard ya grilltrouble
Is that your head or is your neck blowin a fuckin bubble?
A-b-cskip to the s-t
U-v-w-xfuck the y-z
Brand newbrand nubiangrand puba-in
Tape dem and cruise me thenif I’m wrongsue me then
Wait let me hear another tunetune me in
So I’m straightif I hear drop the bomb I have to go
Break this nig’ for anytime or any dayas many rhymes are played
Eraseforgive me not cos shit I’m hotif I can get then you’ll get got
Au contraire mon frere this is all my hair
I wouldn’t cut it for the biggest butt-ocks out there
Put on a tip or hittin hipsI’m more than quick
I grease my lightnin’it’s frightening how I geta slick
Schooleddarkcool sagittarian
Two types of marryin: very thick or very thin
Naughty by nature and the flavor u-n-i-t
1 motherfuckin 2 motherfuckin 3

Chorus (x4)

123 (Fabolous) sözleri

Fabolous tarafından albümünde söylenen 123 adlı şarkının sözleri.

[Intro]
On them streets
You better keep your hand on them heats
And live what you sayin' on them beats
Real talk..

[Verse 1]
They ain't walkin' the walk, they just talkin' the talk
Some people look at me as the real talk of New York
I ain't these like these niggaz who be feinin' to front
Like they the first to ever put green in a blunt
Look I don't be meaning to stunt, but I zip down like jeans in the front
In somethin' that you seen and you want
But otherwise I'm cool wit' it
They say only the ones who never had gon' get and act a fool wit' it
Everybodys' gangsta through the promotion
Even if they raised in a house wit' a view of the ocean
The bangers is growin' upset
'cause' ya' ass is on t.v. throwin' up sets
And you know you ain't like that
But you'll say that you is
Go and rent a bunch a shit and and then say that its his
You ain't a pimp or you wouldn't go to dinner wit' groupies
Ain't a baller 'cause' you wouldn't put spinners on hoopties

[Hook 2X]
1-2-3; you don't really wanna fuck wit me
Get in the way you could get yourself shot
Fuck the cops, you on my block
Fuckin' wit a gangsta nigga

[Verse 2]
How can niggaz say they be on the other side of the seasWhere the steering wheels are on the other side of the v's
And the home look like the spot on the other side of the c's
When they ain't never been on the other side of the p's
I ca' see through em', ya tents are too light
Every sentence you write is far from the truth
You wanna be that nigga you are in the booth
But you ain't got the heart, the scars, or the proof
And now you flash ya' shirt tag in our grill
But I'm hearin' you was a dirtbag before the deal
You walk around talkin' how every dime sucked
When they don't even speak to you, nevermind fucked you
Ya' hood sayin' don't come back
Step foot in here, and they gon' put you where you won't come back
Dog, how the fuck you gon' have keys in ya' house
When ya' moms' won't even give you keys to the house loser

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Nigga you in the mirror, checkin' what your make ups' lookin' like
Tryina fool the world wit' a Jacob look-a-like
Jiving like you hold stacks
But ya' car is ten years old homie, ya' drivin' in a throwback
They gon' strip you, have you runnin' naked next
Without security you like unprotected sex
You ain't never gon' finger a trigger
All you do is look in the mugshot book and finger a nigga
I real recognize real, you'd be a john doe
You livin' in a closet and call it a condo
I don't member you as a slinger that was on the bench
Just a little scrub ass ringer in the tournaments
Now they try to blame the fall of hip hop on fans
Nah, I think its these hip hop con mans
Studio gangstas is played out now
This ain't the eighties, battle raps'll get you layed out
Fucka

[Hook]

[Outro]
1-2-3; and any time that you on them streets
You better keep your hand on them heats
And live what you sayin' on them beats
Real talk
Real talk
It's really really really really real talk
It's really really really really real talk
It's really really really really rea

123 (Indigo Girls) sözleri

Indigo Girls tarafından albümünde söylenen 123 adlı şarkının sözleri.

From the bowery to the brimstone
I tried to find your heart
With drugs of initiation
The bottom of a barrel that drops
I understand your causes
Sympathize the motivation
But all the details of this war
Are just self-infatuation
And it’s 1 2 3
Nothings for free
4 5 6
Pick up the sticks and go home

Manic blood runs thick my friend
Are you looking for a clean escape
What’s left when the locks have all been broken
Young children of authority
Now how long can you be agile
Dancing between the alter and the mercy seat
Yeah now here’s a chance to make a choice
Are you aware of the fire beneath your feet
1 2 3
Nothings for free
4 5 6
Pick up the sticks and go home

The basement lies within us
Our fear comes through the door
Now there’s nothing left between us
As the fear becomes a roar

Once that wheel is in motion
Don’t you lose what you have found
I’m talking about that burning wheel of tongues
Everything that makes it go round and round
We’re all born in the devils scorn
They want to see you die
I’m asking you are you true
Everything they say is a lie
It’s a lie

1 2 3
Nothings for free
4 5 6
Pick up the sticks and go
1 2 3
Nothings for free
4 5 6
Pick up the sticks and go
1 2 3
(we’re all born)
Nothings for free
(in the devils scorn)
1 2 3
(we’re all born)
Nothings for free
(in the devils scorn)
Everything they say it’s a lie
(we’re all born)
It’s a lie now
(in the devils scorn)
Everything they say it’s a lie
It’s a lie now
Pick up the sticks
(pick up the sticks)
Pick up the sticks
(pick up the sticks)
Pick up the sticks
(pick up the sticks)
Pick up the sticks
And go home

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