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Obie Trice - Текст песни Wild West
[Intro]
 Word
 [Verse 1]
 My crew's official, D.S. two-triple
 Hard like tittie nipples, venomous shells'll flip you
 Hit you wit the super bionic
 Lyrical boom like sonic
 You better boss spectatin', the steadier you tryin' ta rhyme wit
 My verbal serum's toxic
 When I grip mic's are rockin', ta preach like a prophet
 Fuck your head up wit different topics that let you know
 Where I'm comin' from, and the outcome be somethin' catastrophic
 Makin' you think it nucker, I'm a ill motherfucker
 The type you can feel brother, slash cats that no clever
 I'm undercover like double-o, wit trouble y'all 
 Be whatever-whatever, I'm nice wit it all
 Whatever you yak and broad hitted on
 Now it's time ta get rid a y'all
 And some of y'all been playin' too much in the playa's ball
 My fangs sharper than razor's, and spit words like Azor's
 That'll leave your view deja
 My vemous squads major
 You minor league niggas can bite my dick as a favor
 You tossed in the clutches of Cobra world
 My gift is nice, you rip, I'll slice
 I blaze the game precise, you niggas play the game wit dice
 [Verse 2]
 I got an arsenal large enough ta arm a whole army
 You can take your best shot and not die the fit even harm me
 Your bombs be like duds, not big enough ta make me budge
 While I launch a scud miss-ile
 Pack 4-4 pis-tiles
 Wit unlimited clips
 That's unlimited lyrics
 Meanin' I can rhyme forever
 Drop of a dime or whenever
 For better or for worse I marry hip hop, no divorce
 Around time whores can take my respect by force
 If I have to, I'll subtract you from the game
 You won't look the same, your own moms won't even know your name
 Step on the plain, hard terrain, 4 wheels and rugged
 What's the point of packin' a gat if you afraid ta bust it?
 Original thug shit, I cut quick and axe later
 We can rhyme for a small wager or figures that's mad major
 Put your life on the line, we see who leaves the scene breathin'
 I'll crush tha weak links, I do ya mad, hug it even
 [Chorus]
 Yo we ain't scared of none of y'all, we can brawl for this
 So far we the only niggas sparkin' shit
 D.S.Obie Trice - Wild West - http://ru.motolyrics.com/obie-trice/wild-west-lyrics.html
 We can put this whole thing ta rest
 Poisnic age, gauge tha chest like Wild West 
 [Verse 3]
 Yo you got five seconds ta clear out for mine
 Cuz three-sixty-five I'm live as tha skydive
 Notify your local authorities of these
 Venomous degenerates spreadin' disease
 Your man said: if you can fuck wit me that's a lie
 He tryin' get you, probly wanna see me split you
 Wanna see me chew you the fuck up and spit you
 One of us be wipin stupid ass clean like tissue
 Hit you wit a lyrical patriot missle
 Drown you and your goons in the black lagoon
 Durin' the full moon, we ambush amateurs
 Leave fang marks on weak squads like yours
 Time for war, you got troops? bring 'em all
 This might not be a game, but I'm still tryin' ta score
 That's why competetors ain't tryin' ta dance
 My advance'll leave cats piss in they pants
 [Verse 4]
 Man if they hated me before, they bound ta hate me now
 Cuz I gripped a couple dollars and be puttin' it down
 Surround sound, double-o wit a 6 on the back
 V-12 on the side, poppin' bottles of yak
 We cockin' 'em back, the metal gat, you runnin' your mouth
 We gunnin' you out, slugs leave you numb on the couch
 We crossin' you out, you niggas betta change your tone
 My range is long, can't you see you lookin' at chrome?
 Dig the scene, bubble 'bout ta snatch tha cream
 In this rap shit them niggas only half of this scheme
 Every part of your team 'gon find it harder ta scream
 These bitches love 'em, cuz when the gold spotted it gleams
 Niggas wanna see me slip so they can take it to me
 Cuz they bank account look like they rappin' for free
 Practically, pennies while we jugglin' C's
 Rugged in 3's, the chain in the piece we freeze
 Shorten your speech, Reese'll make you strip in the streets
 And we the reasons why you ain't seen your bitch in a week
 We holdin' the heat, for all them niggas thinkin it's sweet
 It's gonna end at the bridge and me cementin' your feet 
 [Chorus]
 Yo we ain't scared of none of y'all, we can brawl for this
 So far we the only niggas sparkin' shit
 D.S.
 We can put this whole thing ta rest
 Poisnic age, gauge your chest like Wild West
 [Outro]
 D.S. two-trip 
 Bust your muthafuckin' shit










