Nuff Said (1992) (исполнитель: Kool G Rap & DJ Polo)

[Kool G. Rap]

Here's the [bad word] magnificent
I'll even bag innocent [bad word] 
See suckers like there was ten I sent
So if [bad word] in my way - great, I pull out the trey - eight
Kool G. Rap's your fate, and not your playmate
So all you niggaz on the floor, [bad word] that [bad word] is dead
Tell it to the [bad word] mortician
So get ready to let the led out, I'm knockin niggaz dead out
and blowin the back of your [bad word] head out
Cookin niggaz better than mama's dinner
So let the drama enter, I'm sendin niggaz to the trauma center
Because I'm rollin with force, tearin niggaz out the frame
like they was pictures of a [bad word] that I divorced
Boss, [bad word] on [bad word]  get wild and loose
I whoop your [bad word] [bad word] and get arrested for child abuse
Even your [bad word] can get it [bad word] 
I shove the barrel of a nine up her behind
and pull the [bad word] trigger
Goin Psycho like Norman Bates, G. you better sedate
Because lately niggaz ain't able to take me
It ain't a man in the land that can stand G. Rap
Save that candy-rap, [bad word] for the handicapped
Niggaz'll get slayed like a bunch of play pirates
 [bad word] with me, y'alld rather [bad word] with the AIDS [bad word] 
Cause I set em up wet em up like sprinkles
And put niggaz to sleep longer than Rip Van Winkle
The quicker the [bad word]  the quicker the hit, I'm peakin a fit
Leavin niggaz sicker than Liberace's [bad word] 
Good luck, another hood bucked
I kick you so far up your [bad word] I get my [bad word] foot stuck
See I manage to give niggaz more than a bandage
Blue Cross and Blue Shield, couldn't cover the [bad word] damage
Cause I'm bold and bigger, puttin manholes in niggaz
and holdin triggers up, to them golddiggers
So if you all over my [bad word] just like [bad word] 
My rap is so fat, I make ? and ? ? blubber
You better duck, I'm like a volcano when I [bad word] 
you [bad word] [bad word] rappers'll get [bad word] 
And you'll be one hoe, like Marilyn Monroe
left on death row, because I let the gun go
bang blow your [bad word] brains out
But you need more than detergent to get that [bad word] stain out
Cause I serve more crabs than Red Lobster's
When I pop shots, I leave lotsa dead mobsters
Put down the microphone whether unknown or famous
You're out of luck and I don't give a [bad word] what your name is
Boy you better split, cause I'ma house [bad word] 
My [bad word] #39;ll be rich if you niggaz
wants to put your money where your mouth is
Gassed up [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] set it
Cause when I pick up the gun, that be the end of the unleaded
Now you could be a gold or a platinum artist
But deep down, you [bad word] silly clowns know who's the hardest
Niggaz I watered down with the quarter pound
cause my slaughter sound can be caught around
and found the slaughter town
For the clowns got eighty rounds worth of ammo
Play it again Sam, put on my jams, [bad word] a piano
I'm leavin lame niggaz brain dead
Aww [bad word] it, nuff said
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