Jeep Ass Niguh Lyrics
| Song | Jeep Ass Niguh |
| Artist | Masta Ace |
| Album | SlaughtaHouse |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Clear, Ellis, Glover | |
| May i see your driver's license, please? may i see your driver's | |
| Liscense, please. what's that in your cassette deck? | |
| Braniac dumb-dumbs, bust the scientifical | |
| Approach to the coarse and the force is centrifical | |
| Can you find your way through the lyrics that be catchin em? | |
| Throw another rhyme across the room, they be fetchin em | |
| When they take a loss, take a loss to the master and | |
| I throw crazy blows and they know i be plasterin | |
| All across the room, on the ceilings and the walls too | |
| Punk muthafuckas didnt know i had the balls to | |
| Come around their block with my cock diesel system and | |
| Turned it up to ten and then start to dis em and | |
| They didn't wanna battle | |
| If they did, when they saw me they'da open up the trunk | |
| But they tried to ignore me | |
| Hey muthafuckas, i know you hear me calling you | |
| Thought you wanted some but i see that you all into | |
| Frontin. ain't no future in your frontin, so let's get it on | |
| Like marvin gaye (hey) | |
| Take the cash and sit it on | |
| The hood of your bullshit, lowriding cadillac | |
| Back up your boys and let's start to battle. act | |
| Like ya know; the masta ase don't play when it come to my bass | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Drivin down the block; like what else shoulda brotha do? | |
| It's saturday, it's saturday, the heat might smotha you | |
| Rollin down my windows, yeah, i have a air conditiona | |
| But i got the sound i want the whole world to listen ta | |
| Waitin at a red light; kentucky fried chicken and | |
| Low end theory tape in; bass crazy kickin and | |
| See this puerto rican latin chico, rico, suave | |
| In a red corolla; ay yo, does he wanna play? | |
| Show me whatcha got, then watch me get up on it | |
| Holdin up up traffic but we can't hear they horns | |
| Cause he got music ? | |
| Yea, he got it goin on | |
| But i think i better school em, cause he don't know the time | |
| So i'm turnin up the boom, cause he cannot fuck with mine | |
| Brothas hear me from like fifty blocks away | |
| I - wanna turn their head, so you know i gotta play high | |
| Decibals | |
| Passin through a residential disctrict | |
| See a few cuties and i turn it up like this quick | |
| Mira, mira, man | |
| Don't sleep, i got the, i got the, i got the woofers in my jeep | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Black boy, black boy, turn that shit down | |
| You know that america don't wanna hear the sound | |
| Of the bass drum jungle music | |
| Go back to afrika | |
| Niguh, i'll arrest ya if you're holding up traffic | |
| I'll be damned if i listen | |
| So cops, save your breath and | |
| Write antoher ticket if you have any left and | |
| I'm breakin eardrums while i'm breakin the law | |
| I'm disturbin all the peace cause sister soldier said, "war" | |
| So catch me if ya can, if ya can. here's a donut | |
| Cause when you drive away, yo, you know ima go nut | |
| And turn it up yo where it was before. nice try, | |
| But you can't stop the power of the bass in your eye | |
| If wonder if i blasted | |
| A little elvis presley | |
| Would they pull me over and attempt to arrest me? | |
| I doubt, doubt it | |
| They'll probably start dancin, | |
| Jumpin on my dick and | |
| Pissin in they pants and | |
| Wiggle and then jiggle and grab on they pelvis | |
| But you know my name, so you never hear no elvis (word) | |
| Strictly the hardcore, dirty street-level shit | |
| Guards on my side so watch what the devil get | |
| Positivity hittin like fifty level deep | |
| Comin out the, comin ou the woofers in my jeep | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh |
| zuo ci : Clear, Ellis, Glover | |
| May i see your driver' s license, please? may i see your driver' s | |
| Liscense, please. what' s that in your cassette deck? | |
| Braniac dumbdumbs, bust the scientifical | |
| Approach to the coarse and the force is centrifical | |
| Can you find your way through the lyrics that be catchin em? | |
| Throw another rhyme across the room, they be fetchin em | |
| When they take a loss, take a loss to the master and | |
| I throw crazy blows and they know i be plasterin | |
| All across the room, on the ceilings and the walls too | |
| Punk muthafuckas didnt know i had the balls to | |
| Come around their block with my cock diesel system and | |
| Turned it up to ten and then start to dis em and | |
| They didn' t wanna battle | |
| If they did, when they saw me they' da open up the trunk | |
| But they tried to ignore me | |
| Hey muthafuckas, i know you hear me calling you | |
| Thought you wanted some but i see that you all into | |
| Frontin. ain' t no future in your frontin, so let' s get it on | |
| Like marvin gaye hey | |
| Take the cash and sit it on | |
| The hood of your bullshit, lowriding cadillac | |
| Back up your boys and let' s start to battle. act | |
| Like ya know the masta ase don' t play when it come to my bass | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Drivin down the block like what else shoulda brotha do? | |
| It' s saturday, it' s saturday, the heat might smotha you | |
| Rollin down my windows, yeah, i have a air conditiona | |
| But i got the sound i want the whole world to listen ta | |
| Waitin at a red light kentucky fried chicken and | |
| Low end theory tape in bass crazy kickin and | |
| See this puerto rican latin chico, rico, suave | |
| In a red corolla ay yo, does he wanna play? | |
| Show me whatcha got, then watch me get up on it | |
| Holdin up up traffic but we can' t hear they horns | |
| Cause he got music ? | |
| Yea, he got it goin on | |
| But i think i better school em, cause he don' t know the time | |
| So i' m turnin up the boom, cause he cannot fuck with mine | |
| Brothas hear me from like fifty blocks away | |
| I wanna turn their head, so you know i gotta play high | |
| Decibals | |
| Passin through a residential disctrict | |
| See a few cuties and i turn it up like this quick | |
| Mira, mira, man | |
| Don' t sleep, i got the, i got the, i got the woofers in my jeep | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Black boy, black boy, turn that shit down | |
| You know that america don' t wanna hear the sound | |
| Of the bass drum jungle music | |
| Go back to afrika | |
| Niguh, i' ll arrest ya if you' re holding up traffic | |
| I' ll be damned if i listen | |
| So cops, save your breath and | |
| Write antoher ticket if you have any left and | |
| I' m breakin eardrums while i' m breakin the law | |
| I' m disturbin all the peace cause sister soldier said, " war" | |
| So catch me if ya can, if ya can. here' s a donut | |
| Cause when you drive away, yo, you know ima go nut | |
| And turn it up yo where it was before. nice try, | |
| But you can' t stop the power of the bass in your eye | |
| If wonder if i blasted | |
| A little elvis presley | |
| Would they pull me over and attempt to arrest me? | |
| I doubt, doubt it | |
| They' ll probably start dancin, | |
| Jumpin on my dick and | |
| Pissin in they pants and | |
| Wiggle and then jiggle and grab on they pelvis | |
| But you know my name, so you never hear no elvis word | |
| Strictly the hardcore, dirty streetlevel shit | |
| Guards on my side so watch what the devil get | |
| Positivity hittin like fifty level deep | |
| Comin out the, comin ou the woofers in my jeep | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh |
| zuò cí : Clear, Ellis, Glover | |
| May i see your driver' s license, please? may i see your driver' s | |
| Liscense, please. what' s that in your cassette deck? | |
| Braniac dumbdumbs, bust the scientifical | |
| Approach to the coarse and the force is centrifical | |
| Can you find your way through the lyrics that be catchin em? | |
| Throw another rhyme across the room, they be fetchin em | |
| When they take a loss, take a loss to the master and | |
| I throw crazy blows and they know i be plasterin | |
| All across the room, on the ceilings and the walls too | |
| Punk muthafuckas didnt know i had the balls to | |
| Come around their block with my cock diesel system and | |
| Turned it up to ten and then start to dis em and | |
| They didn' t wanna battle | |
| If they did, when they saw me they' da open up the trunk | |
| But they tried to ignore me | |
| Hey muthafuckas, i know you hear me calling you | |
| Thought you wanted some but i see that you all into | |
| Frontin. ain' t no future in your frontin, so let' s get it on | |
| Like marvin gaye hey | |
| Take the cash and sit it on | |
| The hood of your bullshit, lowriding cadillac | |
| Back up your boys and let' s start to battle. act | |
| Like ya know the masta ase don' t play when it come to my bass | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Drivin down the block like what else shoulda brotha do? | |
| It' s saturday, it' s saturday, the heat might smotha you | |
| Rollin down my windows, yeah, i have a air conditiona | |
| But i got the sound i want the whole world to listen ta | |
| Waitin at a red light kentucky fried chicken and | |
| Low end theory tape in bass crazy kickin and | |
| See this puerto rican latin chico, rico, suave | |
| In a red corolla ay yo, does he wanna play? | |
| Show me whatcha got, then watch me get up on it | |
| Holdin up up traffic but we can' t hear they horns | |
| Cause he got music ? | |
| Yea, he got it goin on | |
| But i think i better school em, cause he don' t know the time | |
| So i' m turnin up the boom, cause he cannot fuck with mine | |
| Brothas hear me from like fifty blocks away | |
| I wanna turn their head, so you know i gotta play high | |
| Decibals | |
| Passin through a residential disctrict | |
| See a few cuties and i turn it up like this quick | |
| Mira, mira, man | |
| Don' t sleep, i got the, i got the, i got the woofers in my jeep | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Black boy, black boy, turn that shit down | |
| You know that america don' t wanna hear the sound | |
| Of the bass drum jungle music | |
| Go back to afrika | |
| Niguh, i' ll arrest ya if you' re holding up traffic | |
| I' ll be damned if i listen | |
| So cops, save your breath and | |
| Write antoher ticket if you have any left and | |
| I' m breakin eardrums while i' m breakin the law | |
| I' m disturbin all the peace cause sister soldier said, " war" | |
| So catch me if ya can, if ya can. here' s a donut | |
| Cause when you drive away, yo, you know ima go nut | |
| And turn it up yo where it was before. nice try, | |
| But you can' t stop the power of the bass in your eye | |
| If wonder if i blasted | |
| A little elvis presley | |
| Would they pull me over and attempt to arrest me? | |
| I doubt, doubt it | |
| They' ll probably start dancin, | |
| Jumpin on my dick and | |
| Pissin in they pants and | |
| Wiggle and then jiggle and grab on they pelvis | |
| But you know my name, so you never hear no elvis word | |
| Strictly the hardcore, dirty streetlevel shit | |
| Guards on my side so watch what the devil get | |
| Positivity hittin like fifty level deep | |
| Comin out the, comin ou the woofers in my jeep | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh | |
| Ima jeep ass niguh |
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