Lil Kim - Espacio - Текст песни

[Lil' Kim]
Dangerous niggas
Uhh Black Rob shit 
Y'all don't know? 
Uhh Uhh 
Dangerous niggas 
Lil Kim and Black Rob
Yellowman 
P Diddy , the moment you all been waitin for 
Murder yeah , ha ha yeah 

[Black Rob] 
What y'all riffin about, hang em like they did in the South 
Dead wit ya dick in ya mouth 
Now what this shit is about, niggas sleepin 
Like I won't slip in ya house, and put my dick in your spouse 
Till you get home , I'm amped like a part of ya couch 
Then sit on me, that's what I'ma spit filthy 
Pretty swiftly, til them coppers come and get me 
Tried to tell his coward ass it's real 
Actin like I can't get through that Slomen Shield 
I'm a veteran, I'll take devils in front of him 
Safe cracker, moved from New York to Jers 
Still sending ?kites with birds? 
Nothin's heard, feds wanna tap my word 
Take vehicles off curbs, tools off herbs, jewels off of all you nerds 
You swerve, I splurge with all yall riches 
Comin to joke and blind all yall bitches 
Give respect where respect is due 
Keep frontin, and I'ma put the tech to you 
Coward 

[CHORUS: Lil Kim and Black Rob] 
Dame espacio 
Man back up off me 
Dame espacio 
Can I get a minute to breathe? 
Dame espacio 
That means give me space 
Dame espacio 
Damn back up off me 

[Black Rob] 
Like I'm just talking like I never did these things 
Snatch chains and rings, teddy bears from siblings 
I did things some of yall cowards might not imagine 
Like run in the stores, gun drawn, spasm 
Press the button bitch I'm not havin 
Or it'll your ?super? employee leave in a bag and 
Black wagon, bait boy I'm not braggin 
It's a promise, I'll take em to school like Nastradamus 
It's my thing do what I do best 
Want the treasure chest, and that dough in your girl breasts 
How dare you try to stash yours in your drawls 
What's mines is mines, what's yours aint yours 
Get his whip, watch how quickly I paint yours 
Watch poppi and them, hit it up with the paintballs 
Coward niggas, got the gall, thinkin I won't lamp in the hall 
Like New Year's and drop the ball, bitches! 

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[Lil' Kim] 
Where I come from, we all got guns 
Be a hundred of yall and we still won't run 
Call the cops, they still won't come 
We bang on niggas like we playin the drums 
These cats think they know me Black 
Well I hit em over the head and say "Homey don't play that" 
Listen to they rhymes and say didn't I say that? 
Damn, I'm the shit, it's like I'ma nigga they be bitin my dick 
Get on some old school shit, bitch run your kicks 
Go on y'all can have my flow 
I extort y'all hoes for all yall dough 
And by now I think all yall know 
Who's the winner, still champ by T.K.O. WHAT 

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