Sway - Hype Boys скачать mp3

Hype boys, hype boys Everyone's a killer Drug dealer with the nine mill'er That's not sensible And I can sense the bull That's why these rapers couldn't see me comin' If they were vaginas with spectacles And I've got the testicles to testify the truth Half these rapers are only gansters in the booth And they ain't never been to no pen They just hold one Me I be no gangster, I'm just tellin' you the truth But I run up in the game like bang bang bang bang That's why, that's why everyone keeps sayin' Have you heard Sway he's Nine Nine Nine Nine That guy, that guy's heavy in the game And ask where buy this Fe Fi Fo But them guys coulda never feel my flow Sway all the way from the U to the K Order Bacardi up in the Te To Oh Getting over the cds I've sold in it I just want 'em to know that's the goal in it That's the goal ain't it Half the haters they ain't doing nothing with a mike but holdin' it They slow, with it So they could new bring it to the game in the new school I play too brutual That's why I control like a court side teacher's bugle People down in england ain't all wild But some places in Britain ain't the place to raise your child Cause even the royal family ain't all smiles Cause everybody knows, Harry don't look like Charles See me I've never been to court and I've never been on trial, boys Never been fought even though I've been around, boy What's that thing in your hand? Put it down boy Cause you're not a killa, you're a sound boy [Chorus] Hype boys, hype boys Everyone's a bad man now On the mike boys, mike boys And everyone's a mad man now And the semi goes Bratatatatatatatata (yeah right) And the semi goes Ratata (nah), bang bang Hype boys, hype boys Everyone's a mad man now On the mike boys, mike boys And everyone's a bad man now And the semi goes Bratatatatatatatata (yeah right) And the semi goes Ratata (nah), bang bang Pound is stronger than the doller (holla) Sway, I run up in this game Like a rub'er without a rubber And now I been around and a pro Won a couple of awards now, round of applause And now I'm making peas and I'm pleasing my people Not even a Jamiroquai hat could fit my ego 'nough of these rappers ain't real, they just rapping hype Why you shouting all the time, don't you have a mike? Run up in the club like, be-ow, be-ow Bust two lyrics then, we out, we out Them boys talk to re-al, real But they post like, meow meow And they don't really want no war time, This rap game is all mine It will never be your time Never bra, 'cause you're small time And I got more time, so settle down boy Before I make you look like something like a clown boy What's that thing in your hand? Put it down boy 'Cause you're not a killa, you're sound boy [Chorus] Are you a liar? If your reply is no you're lying now Because we living a lie and then we die and then we're lying down Look at my Adam's Apple It's not that my neck hurts, no no Its just the truth is hard to swallow And you can see that I'm an expert So let, let me elaborate As I navigate Like a husky But trust me The truth is, I wouldn't even trust me Many rely on religion, that doesn't make sense Cause that's considered a sin It is really no winning 'cause every one habors a liar within them It's just that we're different Being a bad liar is like having a bad lawyer As soon as they get caught they get the sentence uffed up A good liar's benevolent With a memory like an elephant Intelegent And knows exactly when to shhhhh Lies spread around like viruses So how can I survive in this? 'C