Z-man - Glued songtekst

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(feat. Gingerbread Man, Tajai)


nothin but bussin and cussin and rippin over sommmethin tight

homie go hit it, get loose

spittin and flippin rippin outrageously and bomb on sight

look at 'em homie got glued (word)

ready for any plenty infinity with they minds on the mic

lookin to get that juice

arm me in semi auto inside a bottle splashin through your ride

homie you just got glued


I could care less what you believe

what you percieve

what you hold in high esteem

you ain't up in my league

with each stride it seems

I'm uppin my lead

with each line ya dreams

of touching me flee

my speech hit, like the stuckiest weed

where we?

have you stuck in your seat, you bare breathe

is it you suckas can't read?

or don't understand what beware means?

frontin hard like 'y'all dont scare me'

the prime hit cha

attack from all sides of 99 dimensions

with rhymin spine demention, ??? to lynch ya

Timbalands drizzlin on ya temples

for that shit you speak


anybody who's lips loose


scuffled and buckled up

by the knuckles till you drip and leak


ah huh homie this means you


so watch it

I already cocked it

I'm ready to pop it

and can't none of y'all stop it

when I start

rippin a pencil like its a pistol and just blastin off

you know youre dealin wit who

mic addicts see it I grab it automatic ???

time to pay the piper his dues

hoppin this pimpin pissin on all these pop powder puffs


what is y'all gon' do?


stop look and listen, uplift it if it isn't loud enough


come one now you glued

don't forget the brag that be the slogan

bottom of the ocean

octopus holdin your mermaid down while I chew the tuna

thought I was concious cuz my appearance

I'm a dread head, red black and veggie ready for illin

call me Z-Man!

stabbin on the scene beacuse there ain't one

spraycan? I hit the wall with a paintgun

whatchu doin eatin fly soup again

runnin into bullets

who the fuck you think you is, superman stupid?

yes or no

you suckas are square like top of graduate hats

talkin bout guns dog, runnin wit Sponge Bob

fuck that shit, load it up and let me have it

shoot me in front of mom, shoot me in my casket

there they go

foes are goin frantic fighting over my dead rotting body

'til I get up in ya area'

look atcha boy with his pen on safety

plus he got a mess

takin baby steps to come and get wit crutches

ready for any counterfit funny bunnies thinkin they tight

step right up and get bruised

fuckin 'em up and leavin 'em dead pushin their shells to the side

now what the fuck you gon do?

throw on my beanie, hoodie and burners and proceed to?

ready for all the next crew

word billy, sincerely clearly you feel pullin my boots out your ass

shine 'em off and take two


now what?

you stuck

run up and get shut

or shut up and run


you fuckin rabbits

I'll chew you up and shit carrots

swallow your pidegon coop and spit parrots

are you amazed or embarrassed?


you couldn't raise an eyebrow

with that fugazi rhyme style

nowadays, we hostile

suckas get dipped scraped and knocked out

man, shutcha lips just praise in ?


buh huh huh huh huh hee hee huh oh

popeyes chicken eatin' exhaust breathin'

staple your mouth stuck, you cant flow either

girl, I tag Hieroglyphics all over your neck and nipples

fly as a hippo

arteries are full of crisco

[Tajai and Z-Man]

sisters dont get it twisted we vicious but we still some freaks

hopefully you are too

perpetual sexual 'mone catch you with the ill technique

now whatchu really wan' do?

rippin these chicks into positions that they have never seen

yea lets try somethin new

gut 'em and shag 'em and have 'em braggin to they friends bout me

baby doll you get glued

[Gingerbread Man]

you knowha I'm sayin

thats how niggaz do it, you knowha I'm sayin

get glued to the motherfuckin wall, you knowha I'm sayin

you knowha I'm sayin

mentality nigga

you knowha I'm sayin

then we take these little freaks, you knowha I'm sayin

take 'em over to the spot, you knowha I'm sayin, whatnot

you knowha I'm sayin

sniff sniff

you knowha I'm sayin

eitha coc or weed or cisco or somethin, you knowha I'm sayin

I'm chillin out, you knowha I'm sayin

as usual wit that nigga Z-Man, Tajai, you knowha I'm sayin

yea yea what up to all the otha niggaz man, whasup to trecks out there

you knowha I'm sayin

wasup to my nigga Rasco, pass the tabasco nigga, knowha I'm sayin
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Taal: Engels

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