Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Spice 1Название : Doncha RunawayДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : gangsta rap hip-hop rap west coast rap bay area Видео:
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(Verse 1): Now don`t you run away from my Glock You can`t dodge 17 muthafuckin` shots Could somebody pass me a clip and a trigger Walk across the party pistol whip a nigga Shiiit, I`m comin` up at `em with the .9`s the Glocks and Macs And they`ll never breathe again like Toni Braxton Cause I don`t see nothing wrooong with a little brotha jack So say "what up?" to the 187 FAC Nappy head ass muthafuckas wearin` plats Kickin` back like a muthafucka slangin` sex Ready to peel a nigga cap if they got the nap So if you`re funkin` with the FAC Better to stay strapped Cause we`ll be comin` up at your back with the black Gat Nigga, and you be feelin` kinda fucked up When your homie dropped, it`s simple You can`t run away from my Glock (Chorus): 2x Doncha runaway From my Nine There`s no place to hide I`m gonna get you by and by (Verse 2): Spiggedy One kickin` dat ass with some lay back shit The trigga-happy nigga, I figure Niggas won`t wanna step to me If they know I`ll be bustin` caps I roll straps niggas take naps Cause I don`t be fuckin` around When it comes to bustin` that steel I`m too real, niggas feeel me When I kick this gangsta ass shit that you never heard But fuck what you`ve heard I smokes niggas like Herb Put your ass smooth on ice So nigga don`t be 2 proud to beg For your muthafuckin` life Cause Nine Kelly I`ma make `em stutter Make `em drop, nigga You can`t run away from my Glock (Chorus): 2x (Verse 3): Comin` like the Lench Mobb swingin` on the vine Bailin` out peace to my muthafuckin` Nine Pullin` my cap back ready to serve they ass Givin` a fuck about what the next nigga done up in the past Nigga, I like to let a nigga have a bloody body Don`t think I`m bad, no box and no karate Just a big fat Gat for them suckas I ain`t scared to you muthafuckas Shiiit, and nigga that`s how it be "rollin` with my muthafuckin` strap on the side of me" So don`t come at me with that shit `Bout you gon gaffle me up I cock your cranium like the muthafuckin` [?], nigga So keep your hand on your pistol grip Bullets whistlin` and shit Feel like a fuckin` missle when they hit And I advice you to stay on the lurk Cause if you funkin` with my niggas You gon put in some work, nigga (Chorus): 2x (Outro): Yeah nigga You knew you couldn`t fuck wid this G Would you wanna step to me Fault, hoe, haha Spiggedy One whippin` on that ass Ant Banks in the muthafuckin` house My nigga Omar My nigga knocced out muthafucka drunk and shit This nigga Jamar lay down the muthafuckin` studio Drunk in tha muthafucka You know what I`m sayin` But you know one thing Everybody in this muthafucka`s strapped You know what I`m sayin` And nobody comin` up short So don`t try to run away from my Glock Can`t dodge 17 muthafuckin` shots 187 thousand G | Похожие исполнители:
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