Slam Harder (Bacdafucup Part II. 2002)

Текст песни Onyx and Versatile - Slam Harder (Bacdafucup Part II. 2002)

[Intro: sample]
Who'd have thought they'd lead ya
(Who'd have thought they'd lead ya)
Back here where we need ya
(Back here where we need ya)
Yeah we tease him a lot 'cause we got him on the spot
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back, welcome back

[Pre-Chorus: Onyx]
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C’mon)
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C’mon)

[Chorus: Versatile]
Aiyyo, whose slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter?
(Onyx!)
All my thugs gettin’ dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
It's time to get live!
Aiyyo, whose slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter?
(Onyx!)
All my thugs gettin’ dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
It's time to get live!
[Post-Chorus: Onyx]
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C’mon)

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
Aiyyo we back in the Izzay, the game is over
It’s a rap, it’s a ree-zay, straight like dat
It’s a good look, we put hardcore on the map
Ten years to be exact, still throwin’ up gats
See a thug on the TV, and chicks dig that
But we rap for them streets where them thugs play at
So “Bacdafucup,” comin’ through, comin’ through, get ya “Slam” on
Y’all the hardest niggas in rap? Ya dead wrong
Y’all the niggas sittin’ on 20’s with no gas money
Y’all niggas think you shinin’ like Puff? Who got money?
Like you really pop shots in the club? You only pop bottles of bub’
Y'all ain’t got no real street love
To the death, to the ghetto, my kids with heavy metal
On the everyday hustle, never ready to settle, uh
Back together, with the, classic terror, Onyx
Back forever, bustin’, gats together, what!

[Pre-Chorus: Onyx]
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C’mon)
[Chorus: Versatile]
Aiyyo, whose slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter?
(Onyx!)
All my thugs gettin’ dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
It's time to get live!
Aiyyo, whose slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter?
(Onyx!)
All my thugs gettin’ dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
It's time to get live!

[Post-Chorus: Onyx]
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C’mon)

[Verse 2: Sonsee]
It's locked now, we here, same as before
Plaques and stacks of their dough on our living room floor
From that project heat sick ridiculous flow
For my One-Stop niguz y'all know the M.O
Been giving the streets anthems you're stealin the flow
Reppin’ "Other People's Money" and we takin’ your dough
My killuz the grimiest we keep it the Gullyest
We leave you the bloodiest, cause we be the hungriest
(Grrrrr!) Hear that hunger pains?
Got some things that'll numb your brains, run your change
It's not a threat, it’s a promise
I even got my St Louis niguz slamming haters off of Onyx! What!
[Pre-Chorus: Onyx]
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C’mon)

[Chorus: Versatile]
Aiyyo, whose slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter?
(Onyx!)
All my thugs gettin’ dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
It's time to get live!
Aiyyo, whose slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter?
(Onyx!)
All my thugs gettin’ dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
It's time to get live!

[Post-Chorus: Onyx]
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C’mon)

[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz]
You wanna know the truth? Take a look in my eye
I’m like BIG’s first album, I’m Ready to Die
It’s Sticky Fingaz, if you didn’t already know who I am
The minute I reached out and touched the whole hood with no hands
Cause in the streets I live through it, it’s more than music
Whatever I’m spittin’ on, I put my life into it
Got a reputation on the streets of keepin’ it rough
There’s just too many of us, you get rushed, you get bust
What! Big trucks, chrome rims spinnin’
The mad faced niggas got money so now we grinnin’
Pull your sticks out, we the group you listen to, kid!
Niggas told me my music helped ’em do a bid
I’m the voice of the ghetto, the heart of New York
A fiend will give his last hit, just to hear me talk
Niggas paid for their mistakes, death is the price
That’s right motherfucka, Onyx for life!

[Pre-Chorus: Onyx]
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C’mon)

[Chorus: Versatile]
Aiyyo, whose slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter?
(Onyx!)
All my thugs gettin’ dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
It's time to get live!
Aiyyo, whose slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter?
(Onyx!)
All my thugs gettin’ dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)
It's time to get live!

[Post-Chorus: Onyx]
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C’mon)
What! What! What! What!
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!)
Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C’mon)