Текст песни Fugees - Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Global Mix)

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Жанр: Hip-Hop
Исполнитель: Fugees
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{CLEF} We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichi bang Listen Mrs. Tin Can I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow All that gun-talk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude My pistol nozzle hits your nasal Doo, doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff 'Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust {LAURYN} It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting It's the natural LA that the refugees bring Sweet thing She love me as no other before {FORTE} Dig it, I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress West coast back to east Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa test this set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to, to shoot him fair bet {LAURYN} Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me 'Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari in the Kalahari with a band of Rhastafari You shouldn't diss refugees, and You whole sound set's bootie, and {LAURYN} It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting It's the remix sound that the refugees bring Sweet thing She love me as no other before {PRAZ} I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back (You know how they are) But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack {CLEF} Ayo, What's goin' on Armageddon come you know we soon done Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump A boy on the side of Babylon Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion, yo what's going on Armageddon come you know we soon done Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump A boy on the side of Babylon Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion, Zion Oh Mister Martin, tell them to built a coffin Today is death season A hundred MCs a get murderin' Stop it Call Mister Martin, tell him to built a coffin Today is death season A hundred MCs a get murderin' It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting It's the remix sound that the refugees bring Sweet thing She love me as no other before
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