Tempa T - Next Hype скачать mp3

Intro: Yeah yeah yeah I'm still about (TEMPZ!!!) Don't watch the hype (MAD! NEXT HYPE!) This is for my fans dem you get me (NEXT HYPER TUNE!) Mans still spittin its a ting you get me... Verse 1: What kind of things that you have When I find out don't expect me to stop I'll come for the P's that you stack And come for all the food that blot Better hand over the bag Your boys don't wanna see you shot If I kick down the door to your flat Dun Know I'll clear out your house on the spot (CLEARRRR!) All the things in your house (CLEARRRRR!) All the things in your fridge (SMASHHHH!) All your plates from your rack (CLEARRRRR!) All'a your kids' toys (CLEARRRR!) All'a your CD rack Won't get none of your CD's back Drag off your curtain rail from the wall Kick off your HDTV from the stand Run up on stairs in to rooms Flip the mattress and search for the cash Make man look down the barrel of a mash Its not worth your life just cough up the scratch Its to late to lock up the latch I can smell the crow just pull out the batch I'm not here to cotch and relax And drink your wine here just pull out the bags Chorus: I have to punch up guys Guys try it with me I dont know why Bax! Pax man straight in his eyes They floored me I was looking at the sky Par! Now I have to go blind That boy there I swear he gonna die You're not bad you're a mug don't think you're a guy When I slap man you won't be alright Catch man on the field flying his kite Roll man down on the grass with a knife *rasclart what he says* I can hear screams from his wife Run after man let me draw for his life Bloods pouring I got stains off the knife Leave guys dead in the field over night I'm sick when I dream I won't think of him twice Verse 2: What you know about the allstar pars Dont want to see man driving his car Hide behind the tints with the leng in the car I jumped out the car put the leng to his heart I said get out the CARRRRRRRRRR! I said this aint a PARRR! I smashed the window dragged man out the car DRAPESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Get out the car If you dont get out the car Dont want to see man shooting the star You better not dare me now I dont care if youve got friends in your car Light up your whip and all of your spars Watch some of them roll out of the car Run down the road im chasing them far Why didnt they comply from the start Tryna hype up on the mic While i spray my bars on the mic SLAP!! Dont hype up on the mic KICK!! Now who here wants to fight Stangle man with the microphone lead Bax manz head with the side off the mic Try it in my face i'm not taking it light drag man down to the floor (?) Chorus: I have to punch up guys Guys try it with me I dont know why Bax! Pax man straight in his eyes They floored me I was looking at the sky Par! Now I have to go blind That boy there I swear he gonna die You're not bad you're a mug don't think you're a guy When I slap man you won't be alright Catch man on the field flying his kite Roll man down on the grass with a knife *rasclart what he says* I can hear screams from his wife Run after man let me draw for his life Bloods pouring I got stains off the knife Leave guys dead in the field over night I'm sick when I dream I won't think of him twice Verse 3: Pulling out lengs everywhere Dun know we got the shotgun there Boy man down from the side off the stairs See them man tryna run over there Run after man chase man down over there Hop the railings them man over there WOOOOOYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Straight over