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Артист: FiendНазвание : I`m Bout It soundtrackДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : melodic death metal black metal russian industrial hardcore hardcore Видео:
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My Lord, I`m in a bad situation again First forgive me for my sins Past, present, and future I ain`t eat in a couple days All I`m trying to tell you Is this here, I see a oppurtunity to eat It`s them niggas sleeping across the street And I`m go get em`(gun shots) I was a reject on the ghetto blocks In the end thangs trend thangs servin out them rocks(baby) Quanties but I know nobody In this contest I got to hold somebody Got a gun name Scottie And he bout to put his beam on him I wanna if he know I`m bout to put that gangsta lean on him(bzzzz) Thinkin` to myself it`s only for the worst if I miss him When I`m cappin` none of you take it personal Bustin` got me stuck, (damn) All I see is brains bitch 2 more got to go and I got the aim still(gunshots) Don`t blame this I said you was go bleed when I greed It was a matter of time before my mind it find speed Proceed with 2 slaves damn open it up like Keize Soza Broke it off to a J` everyday For all the pay My beretta say a better day And I believe that nigga Money go make souls leave that nigga Chorus x2 You see I don`t fuck around I don`t even have to say Cause all the G`s around my way Know that I don`t play (nigga) My mind already made that FIEND callin` the shots (I`m callin the shots) My nine already engrave we got the ride that`s hot(horn honking) It done got to hot in my neighborhood So I`m a chill minute and make the flavor good It`s understood That this nigga got to eat(I`m hungry) So I`m a handle my bussiness on these triflin` streets My rifle keeps My mind at ease at all times Along with a blunt helps commit all crimes My style brangin` the whole, put me into crack My paper stack Even though I did erase the black(so what) Picture that A survivor takin` and robbin` for his I want to guide the surviving kids After me Next I done bought me some plastic glocks And teach my lil homies how to sell and bag these rocks I`m a beast some say I`m just like Gotti Mainataining my respect with my A-k shottie Don`t know karate But I got some hands of steel (slap slap didn`t I tell ya bout playin huh) But baby in these streets it`s kill or be killed Murderous skills Ready to do what I gotta Keys for 1-3 so I got a lot on the collar(come hollar at the collar) Herion and powder This shit go keep me in power I want money as my mattress and take moet showers Drug deals go sour That`s why my gat on the side So want ya come test the mother fuckin` baddest alive Chorus x2 I ain`t to be fucking with I`m a Jones nigga Born to get it on for the throne The dirt I did got me named Capone Blowin` homes In revenge, for my partners and kins Murdered many men Some personal but mostly for ends My sins Be forgotten, survivors actin rotten With the cocaine crockin` I got the champange poppin` Plottin up stragetted warfares For my heirs, Nigga I don`t care For that ? got me scared Somewhere niggas made it home With there loss souls Heads I done toss those Left in the crossroads(handle that) The yard full with mother fuckers who died in the game But a car full of niggas died crying my name Releasing pain like Charde | Похожие исполнители:
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