Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Flesh-N-BoneНазвание : No MercyДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap midwest flesh-n-bone midwest rap bone thugs Видео:
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Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin` Souls) Song: No Mercy [Fat Joe] Yeah, real muthafuckin` gangstas All the way from New York to muthafuckin` Cleveland Terror Squad, muthafuckas [Flesh] I`m (comin`) to get ya, comin` to serve a brother Me fo`-fo` show no one mercy But I`m off searchin` for those You`re soon to be comin` up missin` Get at your strip and my niggas talkin` `bout murder mo Keep me ? on hydro, blunt flow, (but I take his shit, all of it) Runnin` with all my thugsta niggas Better beware when I bail on the Clair Gravedig, wig splitter, put one in ya To the woods to ? your body Right ? by the two of ya, tie the noose knot tight But my niggas ain`t fuckin` the ?, tell `em not to bang Better believe we goin` to kill all the witness So test Flesh, gotta put `em in check every time Here we go march in at night Just picture me thuggin` in Cleveland, deep in the women Me and my green, come up with that team So we can put a lot of fiends in the ditch, bleed Better not sleep or you sleep with that deep When I pap that chrome It`ll be gone, what you`re fuckin` with? The ever-rollin` Bone to the dome, you done Flesh-n-Bone off with the gun Quiet, so how`d they put him a casket? Why is it niggas want violence? I`ll find him, no competition, listen Ammuntion, let `em have it Can`t outlast our Mo Thug niggas, smoke Now fiend me the bud to gets me buzzed So what if you hate me? Keep to yourself or the haters catch a slug And never know what it was (was) [Big Punisher] Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame Niggas is thinkin` this shit is a game Slip in a clip in the MAC Clack, what`s my name? Big Pun Go for your guns, son Let`s get it on My vest is on Protectin` home, it`s only Flesh-N-Bone [Flesh] Think I`m a murder, light up a spliff Better think of sophisticated way to learn Imitators, it gets me ? that niggas try to be like us But can`t get the hang, bet I hurt the bustas at ? They depend on us suckas keep watchin` You better switch and get humble Keep our shit original, end up like a lot of niggas that droppin` Glock-glock, double nina, infrared beam Now die in an instant flash Get rid of `em, mister, ? of `em, yeah Try to flee and you`ll meet your doom, killin` soon Your ? get tossed to my great dane They havin` ? handy for supper What` s worser, don`t even want a Nigga like me to go thick What the hell, if you really want to suffer Stop pressin`, and now what`s the problem? Niggas start the static Always with the silver revolver Bet I solve `em, hollow point ?, cash and blast Get it told, didn`t feel ? with your soul Why murder and follow, but told you Should`ve slowed your roll for ? Here I go, here I go, proceedin` to murder Scribblin` hellified bloody scriptures When I sneaks the green I come to the nigga, hear the fat lady sing It`s your funeral, mister How would you picture the story and them haters endin` I`m forcin` the pain, bringin` the game to the table And we able to bump off your label Mo props to ? Mo Thug we brang, we brang Mo Thug brang, we brang, Mo Thug brang I`m feelin` that lynchin` comin` to get you I`m feelin` that lynchin` comin` to get you Get out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimes Get out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimes Whoever didn`t lynch `em becomes wig split fools, wig split fools I`ll pop and hit you with a millimeter glock, non-stop With my favorite fuckin` tool, tool Kingpin and all of you sucka bustas Prepare to lose, prepare to lose `Bout time for you ready to die, pow, pow, what am I? Guess who, so Flesh`ll be waitin`, anticipatin`, ? Really don`t want to fuck the Cleveland bosses, Cleveland bosses We done way past gold Even past platinum, done triple-doubled it Go look at the stats, can`t stand a nigga sellin` hits quick Don`t go lookin` for trouble If you dare you gonna stare down the barrel of a Mossy shotty, can`t help ya Never could drop me, but I`m untouchable Look behind me, find Mo Thug thug posse [Fat Joe] For the right price, I put any ? up on ice So for a green card Terror Squad will carve `em up real nice Send `em to Christ takin` this life`s not a problem I been robbin` niggas and pullin` triggers way before my album Drownin` my sorrows in bottles of Olde Anybody can go, lose your control, end up a John Doe You didn`t know my shit was game tight The insane type to bust open your brain with a drain pipe It ain`t right, but I don`t give a uh Me and Punisher, contemplate your death like the governor A red dot to make your head hot Disgustin` wet spot, blood gushin` out your ? dreadlocks Blowin` the spot like David Koresh Blazin` the sess with Wish, Biz, Layzie, Krayzie, and Flesh [Big Punisher] Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame Niggas is thinkin` this shit is a game Slip in a clip in the MAC Clack, what`s my name? Big Pun Go for your guns, son Let`s get it on My vest is on Protectin` home, it`s only Flesh-N-Bone | Похожие исполнители:
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