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Текст песни "BATTLEFIELD 4 — фон"
[Rihanna:]
Feel it comin' in the air (Yeah)
Hear the screams from everywhere (Yeah)
I'm addicted to the thrill (I'm ready)
It's a dangerous love affair (Wha's up? come on)
Can't be scared when it goes down
Got a problem, tell me now (Wha's up?)
Only thing that's on my mind
Is who gon' run this town tonight? (Wha's up?)
(Come on)
(Wha'sup?)
Who gon' run this town tonight?
(Wha'sup?)
(Yeah)
We gon' run this town
[Jay-Z:]
We are,
Yeah, I said it, we are
This is Roc Nation
Pledge your allegiance
Get y'all fatigues on
All black everything
Black cards, blacks cars
All black everything -
And our girls a blackbirds riding with they Dillingers
I get more than Depp, if you boys really real enough
This is La Familia, I'll explain later
But for now, let me get back to this paper
I'm a couple bands down and I'm try'na get back
I gave Doug a grip, I lost a flip for five stacks
Yeah, I'm talking 5 comma, 6 zero's, dot zero's, digger
Back to runnin' circles 'round niggas
Now we squared up, hold up
[Rihanna:]
Life's a game but it's not fair (Yeah)
I break the rules so I don't care (Uh-huh)
So I keep doin' my own thing
Walkin' tall against the rain, (Wha's up?)
Victory's within the mile
Almost there, don't give up now (Wha's up?)
Only thing that's on my mind
Is who gon' run this town tonight? (Wha's up?)
Heeey, heeey (Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Heeey, heeey (Uh, uh, yeah, uh-huh)
Heeey, heeey (Yeah, wha'sup?)
Heeey, hey
Is who gon' run this town tonight?
[Jay-Z:]
We are,
Yeah, I said it, we are
You can call me Ceasar
In a dark Сeasar
Please follow the leader
So Eric B we are
Microphone fiend,
It's the return of the God
Peace God, uh, uh
And ain't no nobody fresher
I'm in Mason, uh, Martin, Margiela
On the table screamin' fuck the other side, they jealous
We got a banquet full of broads
They got a table full of fellas
(Yeah) And they ain't spendin' no cake
They should throw they hand in, cause they ain't got no spades
(Yeah) My whole team got dough
So my banquet is lookin' like Millionaires' Row
(Yeah)
[Rihanna:]
[Kanye West:]
It's crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow
To everybody on your dick, no homo
I bought my whole family whips, no Volvos
Next time I'm in church, please no photos
Police escorts, everybody passports
This the life that everybody ask for
This a fast life, we are on a crash course
What you think I rap for?
To push a fucking Rav 4?
But I know that if I stay stuntin'
All these girls only gon' want one thing
I could spend my whole life good will huntin'
Only good gon' come is it's good when I'm comin'
She got an ass that'll swallow up her G-string
And up top, uh, two bee stings
And I'm beasting off this Riesling
And my nigga just made it out the precinct
We gave a damn about the drama that you do bring
I'm just try'na change the color on your mood ring
Reebok baby, you need to try some new things
Have you ever had shoes without shoestrings?
What’s that, Ye? Baby, these heels
Is that a Maybach? What?
Baby, these wheels...
You trippin’ when you ain’t sippin’, have a refill
You feelin’ like you run it, huh?
Now you know how we feel
Jay-Z
Wha’sup?
Rihanna
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Jay-Z
Wha’sup?
Rihanna
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Who gon’ run this town tonight?
Jay-Z
Wha’sup?
