โหลดเพลง mp3 Grungy (Extended Mix) - Cappadonna

Grungy (Extended Mix) - Cappadonna/Jus-P
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
Poppi 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 yearn
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 stroken on the mic
Darts lop sided and broken Niggas is Hoboken
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 but
Six-three ACG's Valor's and stuff
Keep grinding till 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 bungy
A lot of yall niggas ain't grungy
You 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 unraveler
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 planetless
But never ever poemless or talentless
I made a compact with god to expose your cowardness
My turban is tight like selassie I the first
Better yet like Sizzler Calungy
I grab the mics and then I bungy
A lot of yall niggas ain't grungy