Video y letra de 2000 de Grand Puba

2000 fue una rola popular en su tiempo. Muestra los mejores momentos de Grand Puba. La verdad, no es una cancion que digamos novedosa, pero vale la pena tenerla.

El video fue una buena adaptacion. Sin palabras, nos quedamos, sobre el video.

Yeah, bleep bleep bleep
Hey yo thi s i s how we gonna hit it off…

Cho rus:

So drop the Kronkite nigga (2000)
Check out how we flip shit fo r (2000)
Stud Doogie runni n' shit fo r (2000)
Gra nd Puba flippi n' shit fo r (2000)

Here comes the brotha from the future
Man, I got what suits ya
Fake mc's go away a nd let your label prostitute ya
Give me my space a nd let the swi nger swi ng
Nigga don't you know that Jane can't even st op thi s crazy thang
I l ike t o boast cause i'm the host with the most
Bag a few honeys a nd i'm… (Space Ghost!!!)
I got niggas head-bobbi n' with no problem
I kick 31 flavo rs so call me Basket Robbi ns, uhh
I gets down cause i travel l ike sound
Gra nd Puba's so fast they got my picture on a Greyhound
Here goes the tizm, get ya li fted l ike izm
If these devils ai n't got my money then i got some off the pri son
So honey here's mo re than a rent
Fo r dollars a nd sense, see i leave shit bent
So don't even come with that 69, hon
cause i t old ya last time, 68 a nd i owe ya one
back up a nd let Puba do hi s thi ng,
cause a nigga wanna krib l ike Eddie Murphy had a boomerang
So butt niggas get the steppi n'
I gets t o the root l ike beer
Lyrics flow l ike an aut omatic weapon
You can't see thi s o r much greater,
rough l ike Termi nat o r, sendi n' niggas down l ike elevat o rs
So l ike Beavi s a nd Butthead…(he he he he)
Go away l ike 94, we drop the Kronkite nigga

Cho rus

No shame i n the game I puts the pedal t o the metal
Be a father t o my son, ask the Bulldogs a nd pedal (?)
Puba gots that shit that hits i n every ghett o
Straight from New Yo rk, L.A. t o ____
Honey, there's no need t o hunt
Whatever you want, just make sure when you come you bri ng a blunt
Thi s i s fo r the year 2-circle-circle-circle
Niggas looki n' stupid l ike their spotted a nd they urkel
Did i say that?
Doogie hits the scratch
Niggas can't match, baggi n' bootys by the batch
That's how we do at a theatre near you
Do the show, bag the doe a nd di sappear l ike the zoo
Then i hit home, t o rest my dome
Unplug the phone a nd put a joi nt on the bone
I kick the style longtime ya know
Niggas can't see thi s, so you know how that shit goes
Nigga it's gonna take a miracle
Call me a cab so i can ___ away a nd catch your hi-di-hi-di-ho
Fuck that, my style's all that a nd a bag of snacks
Ran through Jersey a nd the pussycat
I am the Scooby with the Doo
I l ike my philly with the brew
All ya'll niggas talki n' shit about Puba, fuck you…
Ya know what you can do?
You can lick the twi ns when i pull 'em outta ski ns
A nd i put 'em i n your face, you can tell me how it tastes
Cause its the Kronkite, nigga

Cho rus

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