โหลดเพลง mp3 Grungy - Cappadonna

Grungy - Cappadonna/G-Clef da Mad Komposa
Yo check it out yall yeah
And you don't quit yeah I keep rocking on
Keep rocking that sh*t till the crowd is gone
Pop pi wardrobe king the suits and ties
The connect down in Baltimore pounds and pies
Bids in the city jail plus the state bids
Child support wars crazy kids
Cab driver with the black range better life ni**a
Theodore unit down with trife ni**a
You might see me in the hood chilling with a white ni**a
Pushing something big with a tight insignia
I'm a wu-tang reject special ed with the pen
Tore Tokyo down got my yen
Disappear off albums and I fade off pictures
Always getting stuck with these stink a** b**ches
Mad styles niggas is jealous
Jumping all on my dick like a frank with relish
I bleed pellets spit sperattic
Crack a ni**a cabbage open leave you stroke'n on the mic
Darts lop sided and broken niggas is hobo ken
Soho hoiten skimahorns at the top of they head
I'm the last one to get that bread
Jay bird bags of herb coke crack dust
Back of the bus back out of the cuffs
Back in your wifie's butt
Six-three acg's valor's and stuff

Keep grinding til my head hurts tours is ruff
Whores never get enough of the team
You better protect that neck motherf**ker when you get that cream
Ayo my turban is tight like Selassie I the first
Better yet like sizzler calungy
I grab the mics and then I buggy
A lot of yall niggas ain't grungy
One two yo cap my style is crusty like Sicilian pie square sliced
Understanding power god Muslim son I'm nice
I left my kufi in your cab here's your turban
This is my philosophy like I sample Weldon irving
Rappers know that wack compared to king Solomon
Not Grundy I more grungy then an age infected dungy
All we got in common Venus birth and methodology
Giving all you dumb thugs a model for your psychology
World traveler cryptic script unravel-er
The predictor a psalmist a dead rapper embalmist
Joe cotton my tongue's symbolic to a dagger

Jay bird you built a house that sheltered many of swagger
A lot of these cats they lack the pain in they voice
The f**k you been through yeah I was homeless and planet less
But never ever poem less or talent less
I made a compact with god to expose your cowardness
Ayo my turban is tight like Selassie I the first
Better yet like sizzler calungy
I grab the mics and then I buggy
A lot of yall niggas ain't grungy