Текст песни Песочные Люди ft. Onyx - Queens-Ростов

Sand People - Queens - Rostov ft. Fredro Starr (Onyx), BTR

To finish , we will tear strips
Do not ask questions , all will be here
not so easy
sulfate does not rely upon growth, brother
we got excited
what market to us?
it will be in your head , do not !
it will flood
this rap on a vein
in units for the trailing arms with axes
instead of brains and press
carries through the forest will be lead
say that there was a pair of psychos
ksivu pair will catch them by force ,
shepherd dog , goose output force
push chlorpromazine parasites
not Buzi BrAZ not pestiferous
if we speak different
start trouble USA and Rush
and in our international minced
twice normal , regardless of the system rules
then etched gas , such as we , the guy
and we are not welcome on radio
not for the sake of money
Yes , well, and his mother!
Gold, platinum
" Gucci " and " Pravdin "
Heat show!
Bro , adios !

Fredro Starr:

(I buss) shots off for my n * ggaz in Rostov
the ill yards where bitch n * ggaz get dropped off
a rich n * ggaz on a set get popped off
we hold up my tec, and n * ggaz, i pop off

's real n * gga, so sick when i spit it
it's suicide ~ yeah you could slit your wrist wit it
i'm from the streets ~ yeah Suicide Queens
where motherfuckin 'motherfuckin' kill at any means

we take it there anytime, any place
i keep the nine and keep it right in your fuckin 'face
i'm from the place where crack was born
from the Rico when the roc-a-fella law was on

to be a supreme team was every killer queens' dream
when every nigga rock shirt-queens and card hard jeans ~ yeah
you don't wanna fuck where fighters got stumbled ~ nah
i throwed bodies over the side of the Triborough
got a whole team in Queens is my borough
think it's a joke you smoke like marlboros

i'm so slick, no doubt a nigga's so g'd
your whole team triple-bim out in Queens
no stoppin 'is some rushin' with the wild russians
fuck that! gun busting head bashing
that's what it is you can ask kids
put away the mothefuckin 'mothers and the kids
it's time to go to war
i'll bring it to you motherfuckin 'front door
y'all n * ggaz don't want war

what'chu think all the guns is for?
peace to B.I.G. and Pac
sippin 'pop hot

BTR :

I took a step closer to the target body
rhyme took in hand, opened the doors of consciousness
my 'brother saw the light
ascended Rastko , ripe fruit
Bags , vocalizes his long otpeli
scattered stones are in all the earth
the time has come to gather them all to me
Cibo here , Psycho , Heat and Fredro
Hydro as inserts , straight from the ghetto
you thought it was retro, but in 2007 the stigma
my sick shit drove you crazy
though I lean appearance, score a jamb with bat
Scuro it with the lads and stay satiated

Chorus ( Heat ) :
us , those under the banner ,
who lit the flame in the united ~ whoa !
remember where we started - ONYX
Queens - Rostov,
us , those under the banner ,
who lit the flame in the united ~ whoa !
remember where we started - ONYX
Queens - Rostov

psycho :

With us , those under the banner ,
Who lit the flame
Connoisseurs , healers
The scene where prices
And neither the purpose
Near the audience certainly cuts
All my openly from Afar
Psychic lyrics Ja -Ra
BTR , Dro Starr, Heat
In the hands of cards, trumps a backwards
Fart with passion , what else is needed
Caught phrases steel
Scar left traces
Smell of fried , A pop firewood
Get everyone who grabbed a blowhole
Patronash our guts and bits of psychobilly ,
Sand and states Tale

Chorus ( Heat ) :
us , those under the banner ,
who lit the flame in the united ~ whoa !
remember where we started - ONYX
Queens - Rostov,
us , those under the banner ,
who lit the flame in the united ~ whoa !
remember where we started - ONYX
Queens - Rostov