Stevie Stone - The Reason (Feat. Spaide Ripper) скачать mp3

We we goAnnotaten' be the reason why the people turnin' up We gon' be the reason why the people turnin up (when the people turnin up) We we gon' be the reason We gon' be the reason why the people turnin up Got em We gon' be the reason We gon' be the reason We gon' be the reason We we gon' be the reason When the people turnin up We gon' be the reason We gon' be the reason why the people turnin [Verse 1 :Stevie Stone] Getting back to the basics Couple birds in the stash One stone on the mic Archiving the lack Back wood with some head cushion and a sprinkle of hash Bad bitch from Miami, she let me feel on that ass I'm going dumb dumb dumb Bring in a map Make my way through the middle northwest and head to the south What you think this a game Bitch I'm calling em out Heading down outta lane I detoured on the route They said that I'm over rated Pussy I beg to differ You want that Dumb dumb dumb Then I'm that nigga Snake and Bat on my chest Zodiac is a lie Alter ego is animal put it on on the line Bitch I'm breathing I'm live and well and I'm leading the line Get the memo about momentum then read through the lines Got some hoes I could feel em Be the loco to kill em Most 'them people been waiting And telling me go get em I got em [Hook] [Verse 2: Stevie Stone] I'm hot I'm drunk My bodies warming up I'm sipping on the clear couple limes in the cup A couple bad dames in the corner rolling up They bouncing off the walls got the people turnin up And you know I brought my posse got Picasso on that rossy Frizzle said that bitches wanna thizzle Heads sloppy But she want it Rhythmic Puertorican call me papi She was sipping on that vodka triple shit kamikaze Yeah my zombiies my zombiies meet me in the lobby Ripper and that money with Bonny and Kani Kani get bunati, tattoos on that body She don't cause trouble and they don't bother no body They just go Do it cuz they know And we gon' be the reason why the people hit the floor I see they like this season cuz the people want more I get it how I live when I walk up to the door make em turn it up [Hook] [Verse 3: Spaide Ripper] Yup I'm going through it coat done Bobby Brown mouth Sammy David junior molly tongue Hit the bong real tshh Smoke blew it out my mother fucking lungs Now I'm coughing up that fluid oh my god I'm so numb I go dumb I get stupid I might need resuscitation All these substance I'm abusing And I need my medication I go crazy I might lose it Get back up like Uncle Bernie when I start to hear the music Zombie out your fucking body then it don't even matter Smoking drinking snow leaning nigga four piece platter Got your club turnt up volume pumped to the maximum Do it big keep it strange mane when we traveling Weed and this other thing ¡Mayday! got the marinade Party with the zombiies till the bodies hit the barricade Maybe at a Tech N9ne show I got some head in an alley From a drunk white bitch that thought I was Krizz Kali Turn Up