We can get down, we can, we can get down We can get down, we can, we can get down We can get down, we can, we can get down We can get down, we can, we
Превод: A Tribe Called Quest. Можем да получим Down.
Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get mad if you call her a snitch
and they just might, go pick up a knife and slice. And nothing could any who speaks of a new end, to get enemy dead we gon' meet you. Get the family to
down in the presence of players and kiss the karats A wrist full of baggage for all the maggots Back up and get embarrassed, bitch, get off my carriage
, you know we got a lot like constock The Native Tongues are here with that brew for your heart We're makin' ample usage of the times that we see Tell us how you want it, and we
a grab, and here's the scene. Q-tip, [q-tip] from a tribe called quest, Saw the jungle brother's album, oh yes. So get the ducats it's coming out soon. A
a new rep Rap, Busta Rhymes, or bust this wicked rhyme Yeah y'all in '92, I'm packin' my roach spray, anyway Ding-A-Ling, Tribe Called Quest, Leaders
than a champ in a heavyweight title fight You tried to quote some shit I wrote You try to play me like a kid and I'll shove a doll down your fucking throat
appears lost I turn to the musical stylings of a Tribe Called Quest Okay, we ready to get out of here We ready to take it home now Just so everybody knows When Pops get
, Pete Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth And we didn't have to curse Yea, yea the Abstract poet Q-tip of a Tribe Called Quest Here to wreck, y'knowhatI
' you straight up You know how it is, man Man people, people are a trip, man Maybe they'll know next time not to dis people Knawmsayin? We told 'em, we
, "Let's all get down" Come on everybody, "Let's all get down" Come on everybody, "Let's all get down" Come on everybody, "Let's all get down" Tribe called, "Quest
the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get mad if you call her a snitch
me, let me, let me Let me tell you a story, yes About a boy from the Tribe Called Quest I be that nigga that I think ya'll know With Mr. Busta Rhymes, a
Let you get my last shot of Hennessy Ain't never had a friend like me Remember memories so vividly Was once a little dust kicker now becomes a G Who can I call
no guts A sac with no nuts or a mack with no sluts Give me a full-body massage, I still can't be touched They call me Seymour Butts, 'cause I get more
and get away I got a glimpse of your license plate N-W-A." Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings Pink cookies in a plastic bag,
