Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Big LНазвание : Danger ZoneДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap hip hop new york harlem Видео:
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Stealing runs rampant in Harlem Gambling runs rampant in Harlem All types of evils and uhh, vices that terrified our community run rampant in Harlem [Big L] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it Sendin poems to have them faggots diggin hoes like Reverand Swaggart L`s the nigga that crime follows I`m hittin fine models and stabbin punks with broken wine bottles I beat chumps til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks I sex chicks, I`ll even fuck a dead bitch Always sprayin Tecs, because I be stayin vexed Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin threats I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin Put his brains in the street Now you can see what he was just thinkin I`m chokin enemies til they start turnin pale Satan said I`m learnin well, Big L`s gonna burn in hell Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain`t even hard I run with a thievin squad, and NONE OF US believe in God Chorus: McGruff, Big L [McG] Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the Danger Zone [Big] Where no man can withstand or hold his own [Big] Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the Danger Zone [McG] Where no man can withstand or hold his own [Big L] I got styles you can`t copy bitch, it`s the triple six in the mix, straight from H-E-double-hockey sticks Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray Fuck Carlito, we doin` shit the Devil Son`s way Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man won`t hit a girl well I ain`t real cause I beat bitches up I use words that`s ill, L got nerves of steel I`m cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill I`m takin lives for a great price, I`m the type to snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ And I`m fast to put a cap in a fag chest The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address I`m on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids be wakin up cryin, yellin, "Mommy Big L is comin to get me!" Chorus 2X [Big L] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin up "Can I get your autograph L?" No bitch, I`m off duty I`m breakin hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks It ain`t no food in my fridge; just body parts I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it! A beef with me, you better prevent it cause in a minute I`ll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed and gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob` Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L But I`m sicker than a nigga that`s in special ed so I suggest you spread pretzelhead, `fore I turn your white sweatsuit red Chorus 2X | Похожие исполнители:
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