Who Got The Skills (Prod. Vinzy V) - Nico Sereba

Описание: 6th Song from Nico Sereba's mixtape: "Blinded By The Lights"

I caught you slipping, how you gonna ask for my help?
oh no you didn't, n*** i'll be bad for your health
just keep tripping, and I'll be sticking,
more then fingers up your girls clit and leave the trick itching
the illest ish and a bosses boss
you're your bitches bitch, with a red lipgloss
I ain't about to floss, but I'm bound to say this
ya'll n*** shake more heads then a game of tennis
it's all real, something about the mass appeal
I present and convey, make ya'll n*** straight squeel
ya'll hilarious, and disastrous
black people don't blush, but can't you see I'm embarassed
damn! I can't believe I'm talking about these n***
they be messing around with croners
while I'm generating the figures
and for what you did to us, ya'll can never be forgotten
dissing young n*** of stage like ya'll was rocking
I walk around thinking what the f*** was that s***
if I had a gun, I leave a f*** hole in your d*** (huh)
check out the crew now, it's thicker then ever
fitter then ever, left n*** out for the better,
whatever, whatever
out for the cheddar, about to change the weater
I mean making it rain n*** I bet ya'll
not criminals, but we smooth like leather
heavyweight n*** ya'll be something like feathers
for the record, don't fuck wit the headlist
here's a pen, i'm about to make you the next kids
now look at all this shit ya'll got started
advisory, this is not for the week hearted

hook:
who rocks it now, who's got the skills
who's got clientel and mass appeal
can't believe ya'll n*** still run your mouth loud
keep your jibbs closed, this the year of the H-town

I'm the surgen and I'm about to operate and cooperate
with other mc's who sounds this great
haters, I ain't planning on ending them
just run over them, let'em know they ain't fitting in
rip this shit with a smile on my face,
erase competition with mischievous ways
can't let'em get between me and estates so I stay on the grind
speed up the paperchase
it's all about the money, the doe, I'm hungry for more
so, keep delivering more critical flow
got my boys on the tracks, hoes on my back
and I keep my cap low cause I'm black, it's all that
so tuck your chain in your shirt and just fall back
I don't mean we're insane, but we of track
ruff, follow that H-town law
HOLMLIA
representing, no place like home
if you ain't from round here, don't come to the zone
outside making noise to the f*** break og dawn
it's like that? eyo it's like that!
creators of shit, you can't bite that

hook

yo this the year of the H-town baby
everybody up ina the club go crazy
awa them awada them dum
suckah mc's from we run, humm
and, kodonkodonks everywhere the boy turn
but I never get burned, talking about when they're gonna learn (hah)
no woman no cry, I can see you wanna f*** I right passed your descise
and I love my african westcost
Nigeria, Cote d'Ivoire what I rep most
Asmara in the house, don't step close
Ethiopians, they be my folks
Morocco, loving that afternoon tea
lick shots for the victims of burundi
the U.S in the place to truly
Now, can we all jump and scream
all day, all day representing Norway, Norway
and for the love of it, take it all way, all way
and everytime I leave, I'm always quick to come around
this is why I want my kids to live in H-town

hook