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Rampage
Rampage — Wild for da night
Rampage — Wild for da night (текст песни)
[Rampage] It’s Atiya, Richard of Flatbush Speak up The word on the street is the Rampage return Uh [Busta] Hah, one time, two times, three times (no doubt), four times All my real live soldiers throw your hands up All my real live women throw your hands up All my real strong bustas throw your hands up All my real live players throw your hands up Hah! [Rampage] Check it out, like this y’all The heavyweight Brooklyn bomber that can’t rest Love success, I’m gettin money progress Travellin for free from state to state That’s how I get my idea to create I’m live motivate, I keep on movin, it’s been FUBU I make Def Jams like Rick Rubin I stay on my tippy toes wreckin shows, I’m too slow You can’t peep my ill flow in this Burning Zone Keep low like an Eskimo Askin’ people, still carry my flow, open the do’ It’s the real outlaw, from Flatbush to South Shore Givin you more and more I just came home from tour It’s my time to burn to explore I’m comin through the floor with Low X I’m fully gassed to the max movin stacks, no fakin jacks I’m the baddest man on the wax Messin around with my Squad, you get taxed Shittin’ Ex-Lax, on hot tracks, I can’t relax Breakin’ backs, with my NFL Quarterbacks Flipmode deep we bring good things to light Put down your gun and light I’m in it to win it plus I’m wildin for da night [Busta] All my muthafuckas in the place to be you feel right, throw your hands up WE GETTIN WILD FOR DA NIGHT Niggas in the place, if you wanna fight Serious let’s get busy cause we WILD FOR DA NIGHT My Flipmode niggas gettin WILD FOR DA NIGHT Niggas in New York gettin WILD FOR DA NIGHT My niggas in the West gettin WILD FOR DA NIGHT People in the world gettin WILD FOR DA NIGHT (uhh) My niggas Uptown, just throw your hands up, in the place If you feel right we gettin WILD FOR DA NIGHT Throw your hands up you gettin WILD FOR DA NIGHT Niggas ’cross the land gettin WILD FOR DA NIGHT My niggas Downtown we gettin WILD FOR DA NIGHT [Rampage] Uhh, yo I’m Top Billin makin a killin Flip a script like Terri McMillan I can’t help the way I’m feelin... Caps is fillin’, drugs is dealin’ My thug niggas keep illin’ Rampage is higher than the ceiling Mad appealing brothers who dealin’ from Brownsville and I’m ready and willing I’m playin lock and chase You can get my black race Bet I, hesitates, I’m movin cash like Chase You about to get laced fifteen across your face You at the wrong place, you at the wrong time You didn’t use your third vision mind, you sippin wine Your vision is blind, no you can’t see the victory You in the street it’s gettin deep You rolled up with the wrong peeps, you’re the black sheep You won’t protest, drop when your little brother got shot(bang!) It’s gettin hot, now you back around the way With the same clothes, plus your bum hoes that you chose They gave up your whereabouts, where you hang out Who you hang wit, now you gotta get your dome split You wildin for da night *echoes* [Busta] All my muthafuckas from across the land We feelin’ right, cuz you know we gettin WILD FOR DA NIGHT All my niggas across the sea and the earth