Cho em một ngày Lyrics & Tabs by Đàm Vĩnh Hưng
Cho em một ngày
guitar chords lyrics
[Intro]
All I wanted to do was rhyme nigga You know say mic check 1-2-1-2-1-2 Turn my mic up, check one two and the rest of that old punk shit Motherfuckers just ain't care Like I ain't, like I ain't really 'bout this shit C'mon. I'ma start off crime for these motherfuckers
[Chorus 2X: Lil' Fame]
Yo I'm a Brownsvillain, chillin and I don't give a fuck about a killin cause I'm still in effect when you're illin (C'MON! HO, HO, HO)
[Lil' Fame over Chorus]
Check check, yo yo... Uhh, uhh, get it...
[Lil' Fame]
It's some big boy game bitch and I'm diesel, 8 years lethal It's Lil' Fame a/k/a Clarence the 5th Beatle I'm kosher, my paradigm is Hebrew It's +Common Sense+ dawg, I do it for +The People+ They don't wanna rap in the session, with slap in the session That's like standin by Yasser Arafat in the session And the outcome is critical, no jokin Smoked with 4-5's but the sign said no smokin
[Billy Danze]
Okay I see 'em (line it up, line it up) assemble your crew If he sharp (sign him up, sign him up) back to do what we do So for you (time is up, time is up) we, the legendary M.
O.
P. (The powers that, BE) keep it crunk (and WE) could give a fuck (I SEE) your mouth bigger than your gun and your heart (it ain't your role) you ain't playin your part Lil' nigga be smart, or get a hole pushed through the back of your tatters for thinkin that I'm average or soft
[Chorus]
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[Lil' Fame]
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[Lil' Fame]
Aiyyo your time is up (cause this Mo' Peez) wisen up (M.
O.
P.!) We size 'em up, my niggaz is live as fuck We give 'em the whole thing, do you rotten (?) Bitch, we don't wanna party wit'chall Pardon me pah, sometimes I act retardedly pah Pop one in your wig, two more in your body and heart On GP (nigga) cause we don't walk it out and talk it out We stalk 'em out and chalk 'em out (Billy Danze, whattup?)
[Billy Danze]
That's my nigga he understands real, that's Fizzy wo' Homey nigga that understand Bill, I keep it low so you never know how the man feel (the GANGSTA) Got a different kind of appeal, you niggaz ain't really real I don't cruise past you dudes, I hover over you fools Makin you nauseous, I'm big with it bitch I'm flawless The 'Ville shit is cordless, when out of town I'm down with it You clown niggaz need to be cautious
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