Текст песни Wu-Tang Clan - Uzi (Pinky Ring)

[Intro: U-God] Yo, yeah! Don't erase none of that good shit in the beginning. Yo, spill drinks on ya, get stank on ya! Yo, yo, pinky ring shit, yo! That pinky ring shit, yo! [Verse 1: U-God] It's that pinky ring shit, the legend of masked kid, Shoot out the speakers when my guns get Jurassic, Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic, The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett. I handle my plastic, gunplay I mastered, No coke, dope mixed down with acid on record, Broken down and crafted in seconds, Lady's choice, the golden voice still peppered. Better respect it, bitch, believe I pull rabbits out the hat, tricks up my sleeves, I air out the showroom, the shit can breathe, Fix your weave, behold my expertise. [Hook:] I got my Uzi back, You dudes is wack, Face it, the Wu is back! I got my Uzi back, You dudes is wack, Face it, the Wu is back! [Verse 2: Raekwon] Take it back to the peoples, leanin', gettin' rec room points, We in them authentic alley switchin' joints, Major general niggas, five stars, Both arms rock when coke dropped we read a hundred niggas palms. Silencers, garbage bags of hash, For every cop we paid retired, now the nigga on smash, Gash you out your burner fast, You swing down hatin' me, now respect, get your fingers off the glass. [Hook:] I got my Uzi back, You dudes is wack, Face it, the Wu is back! I got my Uzi back, You dudes is wack, Face it, the Wu is back! [Verse 3: Ghostface Killah] Yo, what the fuck, yo?! Yo, what the fuck y'all comin' for? Get the fuck away from my door! We got big guns in here, coke over there, With blue bag and E pills stashed under the chair. And there's Boss Hog, black and white pit with the pink lips, Stan thought he was soft 'til he bit his fingers, The shit had me dyin', yo, big fat nigga bleedin', Big cat nigga all season. On the beach truck, stuck with Hawaiian ice, Diamond twice, the whole city thought I bought FUBU, Blew you, authentic doo-doo, picture the fog iced out, 18 karat rap between Noodles. [Hook:] I got my Uzi back, You dudes is wack, Face it, the Wu is back! I got my Uzi back, You dudes is wack, Face it, the Wu is back! [Verse 4: RZA] Up at Killa Bee headquarters, four whips just pulled up, I saw Johnny sippin' Henny from an iced-out cup, Yo, with the blunt, two-way vibratin' off the hip, I sit, took three drags off the honey-dip. Now what you talkin'? You see my gold fronts sparkin'? Ain't tryna hear what you dogs be barkin', Read the headline, that was blast on today's Post, Dead king, thought he could ace Ghost, Queen couldn't even jack Monk, Probably find him in Doc Doom's back trunk. Bdoo-doo-doo! I'm up at the Wu library Readin' Malcolm's “Any Means Necessary". [Verse 5: Method Man] John-John, Bacardi straight up, hold the ice, So nice like New York they had to name him twice, Name your price, I black out then change the lights, Give you the same advice that I gave my wife: Don't fuck with mine, Clan give you lumps in nine, Let the smoke cloud clear so the sun can shine, Culture shock, for some of us that's all we got, Whether you ball or not, you can all get shot. [Verse 6: Inspectah Deck] New York, New York, legendary rhyme boss, Code name Charlie Horse, bust with blind force, I smash set it and wreck for cash, credit or check, Your crash tests can't measure the threat. I dance on a nigga like my name's Zab Judah, Rap barracuda, three XL kahuna, Sure to get it perkin' and cause a disturbance, I'm thirstin', feel what I feel then we can merge then. Creep it through the states in V8's and 12's, My weight's hell, fuck with me, then brace yourself, The Noble Sir I mass mogul, Known to blast vocals, and move global on you locals. [Verse 7: Masta Killa] This is grown man talkin', coward, I split your head, I'm from the East where the streets run red from the bloodshed, Hit chef for the rice and peas, Nuff respect father Eton with Addies. My brothers can't wait to squeeze the automatic, They need wreck like a drug dealer need an addict, Floatin' on the 95, sting like a killer bee, Your hands can't hit what your eyes can't see. [Verse 8: GZA] From dark matter to the big crunch, The vocals came in a bunch without one punch, Rare glimpse from the strictly advanced, proved unstoppable, Reputation enhanced, since the cause was probable. So you compare contrast but don't blast, Through extreme depths, with the pen I hold fast, Watch the block thirst for one became all, Shot 'em with the long forgotten rainfall Delivered in a vivid fashion with simplicity, The blind couldn't verify the authenticity, The rhyme came from the pressure of heat, Then it was laid out, on the ground to pave streets. [Hook:] I got my Uzi back, You dudes is wack, Face it, the Wu is back! I got my Uzi back, You dudes is wack, Face it, the Wu is back!
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