《Who Got Da Props》歌词

[00:04:54] Who Got Da Props - Black Moon

[00:04:54] Put up, what up, bo bo bo

[00:04:54] Suckers want to flow but they got no show

[00:04:54] So I'm a grab the mic, flip a script, and leave ya stunned

[00:04:54] Buckshot's the one that gets the job done

[00:04:54] Mic check, I get paid to wreck your set

[00:04:54] Get ready and jet, 'cause I'm a threat to your fret

[00:04:54] No holds barred, and complete move fakers

[00:04:54] Best to play the back and watch your girl, I might take her

[00:04:54] If she's a crab I'm a diss her then slide

[00:04:54] If she try to riff I got my Smith on my side

[00:04:54] Word to God, here I come so make way

[00:04:54] Rugged and rough, killing your set every day

[00:04:54] Microphone check one, two, here we go

[00:04:54] And I'm a let you know, who got the flow

[00:04:54] Spitting my verbs like an automatic weapon

[00:04:54] Suckers keep stepping, 'cause I'm a let you know

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] One Mississippi, two Mississippi

[00:04:54] Sucker tried to diss me so I played him like a hippie from the 60's

[00:04:54] But I'm a get paid from the 90's

[00:04:54] Quick to play you Little Rascals out like Stymie

[00:04:54] Kicking flavor, with my life saver techniques

[00:04:54] Guaranteed to move feets and I go on for weeks

[00:04:54] Maybe years if my peers give me ears to fill

[00:04:54] Lick off a shot and act ill, parlay and chill

[00:04:54] See I paid my dues, now you can't tell me nothing

[00:04:54] This is dedicated to the ones who kept fronting

[00:04:54] The ones who tried to diss and pose high, oh no

[00:04:54] Just 'cause you had low, see now I got dough

[00:04:54] And I'm paid out my rectum, meaning my backbone

[00:04:54] Grab the mic, flip a mad script to your dome

[00:04:54] Suckers, I kick 'em like 'tae kwon do'

[00:04:54] Yes and low, from head to toe to let you know

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] I'm the rugged operator like Arnold Schwarzenegger

[00:04:54] Buckshot quick to play your ni**a like Sega

[00:04:54] Smooth trigger-happy snappy, keep my hair nappy

[00:04:54] When I swing an ep girls call me 'Big Pappy'

[00:04:54] I used to play a game called 'Ring Around the Rosey'

[00:04:54] But now I play the mic, that's why the whole world knows me

[00:04:54] I'm sort of like a Chevy heavy when I bumrush

[00:04:54] You'd better bring your whole damn crew, or get your head crushed

[00:04:54] Sucker, 'cause I'm a set it off with one shot

[00:04:54] One trigger, one ni**a [Incomprehensible

[00:04:54] Don't even try to play me out 'cause static

[00:04:54] Buckshot Shorty, he sounds like an automatic

[00:04:54] Rip the set, my friend's mad tight

[00:04:54] 'Cause I rocks the mic and keeps the crowd hype

[00:04:54] Straight from Bumrush, I crush and cause chaos yo

[00:04:54] And I'm a let you know

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] One, two, melody shows

[00:04:54] And before I flip a script you know I must keep you dozing

[00:04:54] Into the stage of the Buckshot Shorty

[00:04:54] Son pass the boom, keep the top on the forty

[00:04:54] Never, ever, ever get played, kill that

[00:04:54] Bust a mad cap in your back 'cause I'm all that

[00:04:54] Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn

[00:04:54] Elude the hook and, your whole beat's tookin'

[00:04:54] Must take charge, bomb guard, I'm the man, bust my plan

[00:04:54] It feeds back on my fam, once I cruise, pay dues, I never lose

[00:04:54] When I break on fools, wake up, you don't snooze

[00:04:54] Bust a move, I get smooth like Roadie

[00:04:54] Kick it like the Four Horsemen, yeah, you know me

[00:04:54] Booming like a speaker with my hundred dollar sneakers

[00:04:54] Baggy black jeans, knapsack, and my beeper

[00:04:54] Keep a fresh cut, never see me with a busted fro and I'm a let you know

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo

[00:04:54] Five feet, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! Bo

[00:04:54] Who got the props? Bo, who got the props? Bo