Out of Town feat. L.E.G.A.C.Y.,Joe Scudda

歌詞

Out Of Town" (Feat. Joe Scudda , L.E.G.A.C.Y) (L.E.G.A.C.Y:) I pop bottles, taking shots, gettin' at the top model Smokey as fuck, need something to hold me up I'm leanin' on this chick like Joe Clark, I'm stuck Wait, hold on baby, there go my nigga Buck (Buckshot:) Aiyo, what up I'm in the back sippin' this cup Next ta son who said he should stir this up, ah fuck Plus we out of town, it's going down This Hennessey got them niggaz yellin please make a sound L.E.G.A.C.Y left the pound, back at the spot And I can tell these niggaz want beef now So son what's poppin' (L.E.G.A.C.Y:) Let me introduce this chick, "Aiyo, what your name is?" I'm tryin' ta rock this chick, doesn't matter what her name is These perfect strangers straight grilling like Hibachi's All eyes on me, actin' like they wanna pop me These perfect strangers straight grilling like Hibachi's All eyes on me, actin' like they wanna Pac me (Chorus: Buckshot (L.E.G.A.C.Y and Joe Scudda)) (Out of town trips) Beef with out of town clicks (So far from home) On some out of town shit (However the chips fall) Ain't no stoppin' (Bar room brawl) We can get it poppin' (Bar room brawl) We can get it poppin' (Joe Scudda:) I'm OT? when not a soul know my face At the bar cause I ain't afraid to show my face But I gotta move lightly Cuz these people don't know me And probably Don't like me (what I'm gonna do) I'ma just chill, and grab me a seat Grab me a drink, maybe try to grab me a freak Then this chick with a blue cap approached me and started talking But I seen her man in the Cut', started honking It's a set up, fuck it we can get it popping But I'm dough-low, and they know cause they been watching Aw fuck, they want to see Scuda stuck Oh Shit! I think I see my man Buck (Buckshot:) Scudz, I think we picked the wrong night (You right) They lookin for a bar fight when everything was alright Wait, hold up, who's that In that blue cap Shorty too stacked, son pursue that (Chorus) (L.E.G.A.C.Y:) Then I fell back, acting like I wasn't wit 'em But as soon as the shit pop, I be the first ta hit him They ain't crazy, I dare niggaz Wayne Brady square niggaz Whatever's clever Gave Buck the look, whatever (Buckshot:) Whatever, that's what I'm talkin' about This niggaz violate, we tossing 'em out I done had about, ten shots Two blunts to the head, go ahead, do whatever you want See when I'm high like this stay out my way Especially when I'm wit these niggaz, we don't play And, if you think it's a joke set it, let it go Fuck a rum and a coke, that's gun smoke in your throat (Joe Scudda:) No matter the weather, yo that's whatever But then I seen the kid reach for the tote he had tucked inside his leather Pulled out, started waving it He knew he take an L wit the hand, the bitch started blazin' it Killin' the clouds, but nobody spit He did all that motherfucking shootin', and ain't nobody hit (Chorus)