lirik lagu daniel son (can) & dj finn - talon claw
[intro]
smooth sh~t
for the ones that talk that sh~t but never do sh~t (north side to the courtside, ya heard?)
[verse 1]
i’m a born risk~taker, take a chance with a creeker
observed how you move, in your stance and you’re shifty
shake hands with the gypsies (my dog), travel foreign lands evidently (of course)
i cook like i’m from france in the sixties (we cheffin’)
that means not one mistake (not one)
sawed~off shotgun shot somethin’ to flakes
me and my bro finn make cash off the crates (what’s poppin’?)
big dog, g, you thе last on the play
hyenas off the lеash gon’ feast off it
walk in the door, crack a brew like steve austin (already)
guaranteed it’s buckshots for each target (rep the team)
i was born to extort the niche market
so keep talkin’, your words reach deaf ears (man, keep talkin’)
saw ’em out a ’03 lincoln, our last days
moonlight fresh pears, checkmate chess near (almost)
churnin’ at the high altitude that your chest fears (can’t do it)
my pack eatin’ well, backstrap seasoned well
they said it’s hot in h~ll’s kitchen, but we breathin’ well (what we do?)
son be the one in the boat that free the whales
your product weak, but you hopin’ that if it’s cheap, it sells (that sh~t trash)
[chorus]
but we don’t move like that
shorty like stella, got her groove right back (shorty)
took a couple ducks out, how you shoot like that? (how he do that, son?)
talkin’ money, but you couldn’t show me two nice stacks (yo, where the bread at?)
my dog, we don’t move like that (my dog)
shorty like stella, got her groove right back (shorty)
took a couple ducks out, how you shoot like that? (how he do that, son?)
talkin’ money, but you couldn’t show me two nice stacks (son, where the paper at?)
[verse 2]
why is that? ’cause these motherf~ckers broke (they broke)
talon claw foot hit a motherf~cker’s throat (heugh)
eighty~foot hole, threw her body out the boat
ironic, ’cause they only feel godly after coke (make a play)
but keep doin’ you, i’ma keep doin’ my thing
good chance i hit a grand slam off the side swing (good chance)
got the hoop that seen hard times, but it drive clean
buckies got poor hygiene ‘less they get a high gene (they flyin’ up)
and you can see ’em in the park
blind samurai, i can see you in the dark (always)
i pick ’em out quick, sh~t, hit ’em with a dart
i’m kickin’ that sl!ck sh~t, listen to the art (listen to it)
peace to the gold era, finn lay the beat for you (my dog)
know you scared to go huntin’, but i can’t eat for you
it ain’t hard to see that we on it (we on)
shorty like a greek goddess, you ain’t knowin’ sh~t, my dude, just be honest (be honest, my dude)
[chorus]
’cause we don’t move like that
shorty like stella, got her groove right back (shorty)
took a couple ducks out, how you shoot like that? (how he do that, son?)
talkin’ money, but you couldn’t show me two nice stacks (yo, where the bread at?)
my dog, we don’t move like that (my dog)
shorty like stella, got her groove right back (shorty)
took a couple ducks out, how you shoot like that? (how he do that, son?)
talkin’ money, but you couldn’t show me two nice stacks (son, where the paper at?)
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