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фотография C-Bo

Название :

Desperado Outlaws

Данные: текст песни / слова песни

Жанры :    gangsta rap   hip-hop   rap   west coast   west coast rap

Видео: C-Bo -  Desperado Outlaws  

Ballin in a 600SL
drop top with the fat V12
Money hella-long, smoke blunts not a bong
Niggas can`t fuck cos I crunch em like Kong
I be deadly as The Predator
My .50 calibre Desert Eagle`ll spread ya, and behead ya
Pistol wieghs a tonne, bullets come like a guillotine
Poisonous tips hit and explode thru the war scene
Like morphine and heroin, I`m the shit
Every dope fiend needs a hit
Gangs need to stick at this gangsta shit
to take that monkey off their back and have em gettin licks
I`m the neighbourhood`s drama, dead man`s trauma like O-Dogg
and Kane, I`m loc to the brain, got the afro
padded, fully automatic decrease the statics
Two fingers spreaded, hittin em up and let em have it

Chorus:

Desperado outlaws thru the dirt
Sendin BG`s blastin, puttin men to work
Trapped in America to die in these bloody streets
Goin head up, with suckers all psyched up in heat
*repeat*

Murder, murder, kill, kill
California`s the state where most caps get peeled
back, catcha, pigs on a stretcher
Three strike law got us livin under pressure
Know he wanna take mine, hand on his waistline
Side of his spine I get to dumpin with the Tek 9
Got his back smokin, crack that ass open
Bullet holes the size of a token
Got his ass chokin on piss and blood
Crooked ass piggies don`t get no love, uhh
Life or death, a .4-5 Smith & Wess
I had that nappy-headed ass stretched
If you try to dack me in my neighbourhood, I`m dumpin
And ya best ta run cos my BGz is comin
Clips full of teflons, loc`d out and crazy
and they won`t stop til you`re pushin up daisies, uhh

Chorus

Body snatcher, caught up in a rapture
Black heads explode ya flesh when they capture
You don`t wanna see me in my beanie wit my locs on
Ol` school mouth wit no *?style?* gettin my smoke on
.4-5 stormin, rainin and pourin
Mobbin down floorin, psycho like Norman
Bates, no trace, no murder case
Innocent like OJ
House niggas get scoped by the revolution shooters
Fuck *?Glyn Craig?* then we gunnin down Cooper
Cos he wanna send all niggas to the pen
Thinkin that they fucked but Gz don`t bend
Never been a snitch, *?Mark Keane?* can suck a dick
and fuck John Green, for bein prejudiced
Never liked rap, and did a nigga from a scrap
Yea me to the max, but I`m back, piggies

Chorus
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