- Жанр
- Хип-хоп
- Лицензия
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- Описание
- Гимн питерской школы хип-хоп танца FTB
- Текст
- Chorus :
FTB ты знаешь имя
Follow the beat now hola when u c me
FTB бросает бомбы
Can't u c the crowd's stompin'
FTB все руки в воздух
Don't make us take rage out on u
FTB ты знаешь не вру
Errbody step back now we come through
Q.Rage :
Let us get down n just do our thing baby
Feel the flame burnin inside we dance crazy
Every emotion expressed in the movement
N Imma battle anybody if i gotta prove this
The purpose of livin is to follow the beat
Yo we can make anybody jump off his sit
We started from nothin now we shakin the ground
Now throw ya hands up if u're feelin our sound
If u're feelin the vibe u gotta move to it
Wheather u know how to do it or just jumpin stupid
I'm totally self-tought I never took classes
Now I'm teachin people turn haters to ashes
I'm teachin people to follow the beat
That's what I'll b doin till I fall off ma feet
We develope ourselves n u pull up your pants
So who told u bitches ganstas can't dance?
Chorus.
Shoi-T :
Move your F to the Bizzle
That is F in that white sneakz
Doin' double O's on ya fizzle
Doin' lows while you diss 'em
You can hold on yo flo'
But you can't feel the rhythm
Betta watch, betta listen
Betta move, betta prove
That you're worth that glisten
That's dance competition
Stay prime, blaze up
Wanna feel your ambitions,
Inspiration, nuttin' mo'
Move your feet down to danceflo'
Show me what your body's made fo'
Stick to tha beat while I hit ma flow
Nice rhymez, nice beatz
Nice guys make ya move your feet
Put on your white sneakz
Step yo' stage and show sum tricks...
Chorus.
Shoi-T, Q.Rage :
T’n’Q gonna get that dough
FTB gonna burn that floor
White sneaks won’t stop no mo’
5 6 7 8 here we go yo!
Ya need to move mo’
Ya need to grove mo’
That homie Q’s pro
Ma bro will teach y’all
To reach the top o’ y’all
To jump-offs n slo’ mo’
To follow that flow
Now ready, set, go!
Who wanna battle me? (U wanna battle him?)
N for ur bitch that homie is a man of her dream
N for u muthafucka nothin ain’t what it seems
So kiss ma sneaks n watch how primy begins
U wanna mess with me? (U wanna mess with T?)
After that ma fists is the only thing u’ll c
I’ll do ma job on u while u b playin G
Cause I’m fro the muthafuckin FTB!
Chorus.