Too Short — leave it to me
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Текст песни: leave it to me
Leave It To Me Lyrics[Verse 1] Leave it to me, I'm a specialist, treacherous, professional [?], I think a wild shit like a mad scientist You pop a b-boy addicted to rap Oh yeah, you never thought that I could bust that cap I pull a rhyme to the beat and do you just like that Your [?] baby couldn't rap I pull a rhyme and process, if you use my formula, ask Whatever happens just happens, I don't know the effects W-E-S-T [?] where I be Where everythin' is done, it don't matter how dangerously Now, who can make a rap and rock a [?] party A [?] MC couldn't do it so they laughin' to me Because they know what time it is The time is now You can't tell me "stop rappin'" 'cause I don't know how I just keep on rappin' to a funky beat Eat suckas alive and sayin' "Bon appétit" I'm on the mic, and you will agree To L-E-A-V-E it to me Leave it to me [Verse 2] You have the [?], you can't concentrate My rhyme just put you in a tragic state Snap, crack or pop, my rhymes are crispy I mess around and make the fly girls go dizzy I'm S-P-I, with the C and the Y Now reddle me this, where's your mind? On the moon for stroke, no brain control My devastating rhyme turn into [?] Old Spice, the [?] essence I'm not talkin' about a key or a gram I talk about a MC in yo face! I shocked the world and pump the bass I'm Spice on the mic, and you will agree To L-E-A-V-E it me Leave it to me [Verse 3] Well, I'm S-P-I-C-E, on the mic I'm very icy Coolin' kind, kinda kickin' Nothin' can excite me On the mic I make the money maximum and a mill Makin' suckas [?] I can create, devastate, rap a [?] on your mind Vicious is my mic, bubbalicious is my rhymes Can't beat me or defeat me, trick me or cheat me The suckas wanna hide, the ladies wanna freak me Takin' out any rookie like the crumble out a cookie You're goin' insane if you think your rap'll shook me I'm the mic on the mack, I mean the mack on the mic They [?] and excitin' like a Mike Tyson fight I'm makin' money in the mack, the money makin' my rhymes That's how the cookie chrome is [fresh and defyin'¿] I'm Spice on the mic, and you will agree To L-E-A-V-E it to me Leave it to me [Verse 4] I'm Spice, the ace, the number one, uno Don't try to front, don't [?] because you know Who, is goin' to turn the major crew Yeah, Spice, the double ice, whether liquid or fluid I make your vision get hazey, too damn cold! UZI down a fresh rhyme, now I'm 'bout to reload Breakin' necks, playin' with a foolhouse dead You wanna make a bet, I ain't fresh? I get dead Don't know jokes, portin' fat ass roll 22, double death, get a double dose Of my skill, so as now I'm 'bout to get ill Step back, [?] cool aids feel Now, I'm Spice on the mic, and you will agree To L-E-A-V-E it to me
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