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Saxophone (Street Mix) - текст песни



Saxophone (Street Mix)


(feat. Big O, Sonya C)




[Theme Song to "Sanford & Son"]


Ha, oh shit, you always goin' to get cha' dick sucked


Ah suck that thang, ha ha


Man that's a fuckin' rerun, turn the tv off man (Ah shit)


Turn the radio on man, turn the radio on




[Radio stations being changed]


It ain't'nt nothin' on the radio man


Put that fuckin' Master P tape in (repeated to fade)




Yo, there go Master P




[Master P talking]


Ahh, yeah ya know what I'm sayin'


This is for them punk, punk pussy motherfuckers


That didn't think I could do this, know what I'm sayin


(Sucker ass niggas) Yeah, weak fuckers (AHHHH HAAAA!)


(Yo, yo P man what chu' mean) Yo man I mean this, know what I'm sayin'


(DROP IT!)




[Master P]


From the Master to the crowd that surrounds me


Once the king speaks you suckers better bow behind me


Yeah, royalties and jewels, I stole ya check


Punk motherfuckers wanna get flicked like a Bic (Suckers!)


I'm just fiendin' to kick some ass


So why cross the line when you know you couldn't pass


Don't act ignorant cause ya know that I warned ya


Straight from New Orleans but I'm chillin' in Richmond, California


So you suckers better listen when I speak


A brother that's hard but very unique


Cause the P is one of a kind


Kick some ass, grab the mic, then I go for mine


So cue the lights, turn up the beat, ya know it's on


All jealous, punk, suckers better run


If ya play like a motherfuckin' saxophone




Get busy y'all, get busy y'all


Yeah I got my home boy Big O


From The Real Untouchables in the motherfuckin' house


And he gon' kick some shit on the motherfuckin' saxophone


(You motherfuckin' right)




[Big O]


It's my turn to drop some shit with my nigga Master P


And I know all you bitch-type niggas say "It couldn't be"


That crazy motherfucker from The Real Untouchables


Yeah it's me so sit the fuck back while I flow


And let cha' motherfuckers know ya can't fuck with P


Whoever fucks with him gots to fuck with me


And that will be ya worst nightmare


Ya punk ass me and P will share


Like a hot apple pie


Every time we lyricate niggas start to die


Cause they don't know how we do it


Ya wanna battle, forgot ya weak ass rhymes, ya blew it


So don't get solemn after the sax blows


A lot of ya scream the time that I rip ya throat


Comin' like one of them crazy niggas down Center Street


I left the game now I'm chillin' with Master P


The O can carry more than one so ya know it's on


And ya just got attacked by the maniac and played like a saxophone


Sucker ass bitch-type ass niggas




[Master P]


P once again, bustin' some hype shit


To let cha' motherfuckers know I ain't bullshitin'


And if ya ever think I am just run up


Hit ya one time, knock ya to ya knees then HUH


And watch that nose bleed DAMN! ya know what I'm sayin'


And wouldn't give a fuck about doin' time


Cause to me a few days in county like a parade or second line


Chew a crew up, bitch ever tryin' to press his luck


I do a walk-by and leave him dry like a pool puck


And like a mad muscian I will react


Compose ya ass through sounds of a sax


And once that awkward strut starts strollin'


Out on the streets I'm known as young buck and day totin'


My man Grand Master Scratch adds the finishin' touch


From the sax to the table so just chill as my DJ cuts




[DJ scratching]




Yo, Sonya C just walked in the house (WHOOOOO!)


And she gon' kick some shit on the motherfuckin' saxophone


Yeah, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO




[Sonya C]


Sonya C in the place and ya know that it's on


To kick some shit with P on the motherfuckin' saxophone (Uh Oh)


Ya probably tricked me cause ya just didn't know


That a girl could come soft and hard and still flow


It ain't what cha' say, it's how ya say it


And if ya don't like the motherfuckin' record then don't play it




[Music stops]




Yo, yo what cha' doin' that was hot


I wanted to see what's up




[Starts]




So you was smartin' and jackin' to the groove


Play that sax and Sonya C makes the crowd move


The record pump, suckers jump, imitators get stumped


(Ya motherfuckers want some)


Now ya suckers better duck and dodge


The heat is on but it's only P and I (Watch out)


Ya can't fuck with me, I leave ya screamin'


Ya want sex, ya must be wet dreamin'


Sonya C can duck bitches like a symphony


Now ya understand why you can't fuck with me


Harmony spreads so ya better move on


And if ya duck ya get played like a got damn saxophone




[Master P]


I wanna take this time just to let you know


Two guys and a girl but we all from the ghetto


Tryin' to survive the turfs and the game


And special lyrics to make sure you understand


The life that I live ain't always fun


A lot of dark and sometimes there's no sun


Since this is the last verse of this dope song (Texts of songs )


Master P is about to flow like a motherfuckin' saxophone


Shockin' and rockin' and breakin' and takin' the crowd


I can come hardcore as the sax player smile


Should be the first if ya get stuck


Broke like a barn then plucked like a duck


Ya mess with P, ya gamble ya life ya dead


Ya soul and all ya pieces ya see em' goin' like a saxophone


Yeah, ya know what I'm sayin'


It ain't where ya from, it's how ya come, know what I'm sayin' Suckers!



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