Rudeboy Salute (feat. Big Pun, Fat Joe & Buju Banton) (Clean LP Version)
Terror Squad"Rudeboy Salute (feat. Big Pun, Fat Joe & Buju Banton) (Clean LP Version)" ist ein Song von Terror Squad, 1999, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:53, 96 lines / 648 words.
Songtext
0:00Rudeboy Salute (Explicit LP Version) - Terror Squad/Big Pun/Fat Joe (肥仔乔)/Buju Banton
0:11Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
0:14Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong
0:16Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
0:19Hey what about Pun
0:22Rudeboy salute with your gun
0:24Terror Squad leader come down
0:27When I was young I blazed the corner with a vengeance
0:29Crack king descendant 14 years old facin' a sentence
0:31Me and Tone Soul still co-defendants
0:34Know your legends Fat Joe Soul blowin' up sessions
0:36Split dough with detectives to get my flow in protection
0:39Through the ice on my gold you see your own reflection
0:42Can't tell me sh*t about murder and movin' weight
0:44I got niggas that's off the scale
0:45That'll bust through you and your mate
0:47It's proven today Armageddon's comin' sooner than late
0:50We rappers that really blast I know Cuban relates
0:5350 niggas of terror rockin' 560 leathers
0:55Some of us are dyin' to gain
0:57But the name lives forever
0:58Marked on my flesh to make my thoughts manifest
1:00When I spark
1:01No man's heart could withstand through the test
1:02So apply the pressure
1:04Like I used to do but Crack never left
1:05I traded in my double breasted for a Mac
1:07And a vest what the f**k
1:09Never jump up in-a mi face I gun
1:11Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong
1:14Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
1:17Hey what about Pun
1:20Rudeboy salute with your gun
1:22Tonight is a whole lot of fun tell them icin' this
1:26From the heart of Kingston to the ice of Alaska
1:29Buffalo Soldier hardcore rasta
1:32I am di original f**k di impostor
1:34Determined to make it with or without ya
1:37No borders no boundaries
1:40I've got to take care of my enemies
1:42Don't you oppress elevate stress
1:45Disrespect [Incomprehensible] wreckless
1:48Artillery strapped over my chest
1:50Bullet a-penetrate from right out to left
1:53Skip and dive duck like The Matrix
1:56From the day I've been born I have been a target
1:58Get get whenever
2:00Whoever disrespect Buju Banton
2:03Never Lord [Incomprehensible] clever
2:07Wanted make di front page of di [Incomprehensible]
2:09Terror Squad crew
2:11You're takin' over over over over hear dis
2:14Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
2:17Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong
2:20Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
2:23Hey what about Pun
2:25Rudeboy salute with your gun
2:29Little baby jacker
2:31Raised my little sister while you baby-sat
2:32Why she livin' fat
2:34She ain't got a baby back ya heard
2:35'Cause where we at
2:37It's either live or die
2:38I seen a ni**a sky high
2:39From blye 'cause he thought the sh*t was fly
2:41I let you ride if you bustin'
2:42I let you die if you bluffin'
2:44'Cause to die is the whole price of nothin'
2:46You f**kin' with all brothers and Bronx bombers
2:48Who want dramas
2:49Word to my dead and gone mama
2:50Let me find the next muthaf**ka
2:52Disrespect Fat Joe the Don Carta
2:54And I'ma have to jig a ni**a like Shawn Carter
2:57What's wrong partner
2:57Punisher peel your banana see you manana
2:59Leave your mama covered with a white
3:02That's right I'ma be there with my guns
3:04Blowin' the spot
3:05I ain't got no hair on my tongues
3:07'Cause where I'm from
3:08We don't only talk the talk
3:09We walk the walk B-X baby New York New York
3:12Never jump up in-a mi face I gun
3:15Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong
3:18This a Fat Joe and Buju Banton
3:20Tell them what about Pun
3:24Rudeboy salute with your gun
3:26Never jump up in-a mi face I gun
3:31Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong
3:34This a Fat Joe and Buju Banton
3:36Tell them what about Pun
3:39Rudeboy salute with your gun
3:46Buju Banton original rasta gangsta
3:51Fat Joe Terror Squad massive
3:53What what Murderous what
Rudeboy Salute (Explicit LP Version) - Terror Squad/Big Pun/Fat Joe (肥仔乔)/Buju Banton Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton Hey what about Pun Rudeboy salute with your gun Terror Squad leader come down When I was young I blazed the corner with a vengeance Crack king descendant 14 years old facin' a sentence Me and Tone Soul still co-defendants Know your legends Fat Joe Soul blowin' up sessions Split dough with detectives to get my flow in protection Through the ice on my gold you see your own reflection Can't tell me sh*t about murder and movin' weight I got niggas that's off the scale That'll bust through you and your mate It's proven today Armageddon's comin' sooner than late We rappers that really blast I know Cuban relates 50 niggas of terror rockin' 560 leathers Some of us are dyin' to gain But the name lives forever Marked on my flesh to make my thoughts manifest When I spark No man's heart could withstand through the test So apply the pressure Like I used to do but Crack never left I traded in my double breasted for a Mac And a vest what the f**k Never jump up in-a mi face I gun Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton Hey what about Pun Rudeboy salute with your gun Tonight is a whole lot of fun tell them icin' this From the heart of Kingston to the ice of Alaska Buffalo Soldier hardcore rasta I am di original f**k di impostor Determined to make it with or without ya No borders no boundaries I've got to take care of my enemies Don't you oppress elevate stress Disrespect [Incomprehensible] wreckless Artillery strapped over my chest Bullet a-penetrate from right out to left Skip and dive duck like The Matrix From the day I've been born I have been a target Get get whenever Whoever disrespect Buju Banton Never Lord [Incomprehensible] clever Wanted make di front page of di [Incomprehensible] Terror Squad crew You're takin' over over over over hear dis Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton Hey what about Pun Rudeboy salute with your gun Little baby jacker Raised my little sister while you baby-sat Why she livin' fat She ain't got a baby back ya heard 'Cause where we at It's either live or die I seen a ni**a sky high From blye 'cause he thought the sh*t was fly I let you ride if you bustin' I let you die if you bluffin' 'Cause to die is the whole price of nothin' You f**kin' with all brothers and Bronx bombers Who want dramas Word to my dead and gone mama Let me find the next muthaf**ka Disrespect Fat Joe the Don Carta And I'ma have to jig a ni**a like Shawn Carter What's wrong partner Punisher peel your banana see you manana Leave your mama covered with a white That's right I'ma be there with my guns Blowin' the spot I ain't got no hair on my tongues 'Cause where I'm from We don't only talk the talk We walk the walk B-X baby New York New York Never jump up in-a mi face I gun Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong This a Fat Joe and Buju Banton Tell them what about Pun Rudeboy salute with your gun Never jump up in-a mi face I gun Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong This a Fat Joe and Buju Banton Tell them what about Pun Rudeboy salute with your gun Buju Banton original rasta gangsta Fat Joe Terror Squad massive What what Murderous what
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