Preklad: Kool And The Gang. Take It To The Top.
yeah Take it on up, take it on up A little higher Take it on up, take it on up We will climb together Take it on up, take it on up To your highest dreams
ends And hit the main strip, where the hoes be hanging Spitting some game and trying to throw that thang On any young nigger with some ends A mobile phone and a drop top benz Take it
attitude Cause it's lonely at the top especially when you go pop You flip-flap-flip and then you finally get dropped Got it locked doin for yourself, take it
and G Rap yo Motherfucker professionallin with the pros [Kool G Rap] Know it's, dough over hoes - bankrolls, Rovers and clothes and shots blow all them cowards and
was all up in my headzone, melody and all Cosign and the movement sayin' "Yes, yes y'all" It's just the love affair that never ended I recommended that I take microphones and
leave a nigga face ticked Its back to the Diadoras and the Asics It's back to the New Editon and The Take 6 I'm Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels
old record labels tryin to advance, Aftermath bitch take it like a mutha fuckin man, [chorus x2] If you take a look in my eyes, You see i'll be a gangsta
hoes around clown, why you wanna bang? Let's have a celebration like Kool and the Gang I bring it all the way back, like a punk return I rock some spots and
converse, and this a Dre track Keep jibbin' and jabbin' I pull the thirty eight magnum And get to clickin' and clackin' your homies wanna know what
em in the pile with the rest of em When I flip it and hit it, some brothers don't get it They want me to kick it like others - forget it I tailor-made
a nigga face ticked It's back to the Diadoras and the Asics It's back to the New Editon and The Take 6 I'm Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good
Bi'Gosh shit toss ya bitch, keep it top secret, lock it Smoke-A-Lot click, walkin around wit ounces in they pockets bitches jock it we ridin Benz's, ya
And i dont do button up shirts or drive Maybacks, All u old record labels tryin to advance, Aftermath bitch take it like a mutha fuckin man, [chorus
his converse, and this a Dre track Keep jibbin and jabbin I pull the thirty eight magnum And get the clickin and clackin your homeys wanna know what happened
