Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Lil WayneНазвание : Tha HeatДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop gangsta rap hip hop new orleans Видео:
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Fuck with me, you know what it is [Hook] 2x I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a motherfucker would trip this year [Verse One] Dressed in all black and my gun the same color Murder my enemy love thy brotha And I ain`t never gave a shit about a motherfucker Hit him up and watch the guts come up out a younga stomach You niggaz better take side with young money, Cash Money You`ll get left in your ride crash dummy I`ll be around when the times get ugly When the wheels fall off and the tires stop running The magazine empty and the nine stop busting I bang my fist till my palms get bloody Cuz I`m a monsta man I`m gonna find you in my AP nine on jam I`m a rider you can`t take it out of me man I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam I will fire and drop a hater rite where he stands I`m gonna die with this blazer rite in these hands [Hook] 2x I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a motherfucker would trip this year [Verse 2] Twenty-two`s, thirty-eight`s, forty-four`s, forty-five`s Tucked in my thirty-eight, mack on my back I am So ready for whateva that awaits me Run up in your place wile you`re sleepin await the Calicoes, ak`s, Uzi-machines Got ya misplacin your arms and losin your knees I am takin names, so who wanna leave Out this bitch with your brains and your dew on your sleeve? I got the hood with the names of the crew on they t`s And I might make a funeral sweep, I ain`t bullshitin AR hit ya truck got ya hood flippin Feet by the engine, head by the transmission And I be right where I am mista Me and my damn pistol Me and my girlfriend In this world alone, so bring it on And umma have to sing you this song nigga [Hook] 2x I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a motherfucker would trip this year [Verse 3] I got the scope on the tool I can see what you do With a little red dot nigga peek-a-boo Shhh the silence will speak to you Hit you from across the street wile you tying ya shoe Like Bang! Bang! say breathe nigga breath I stand ova the body with the boy in his tee Say Bang! Bang! say breathe deep breath I stand ova the body with the boy in his chest...Clear! Now the boy is a mess and the block in fear cuz ya boy up and left Life is short enjoy what eva`s left Before you run into a nigga like me and meet death In less than three seconds I`ll pull a three-eighty Three feet from my waist Three inches from your faces Make no mistake Weezy neva hesitate I`ll pop till your shit separate like eewww! [Hook] 2x I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a motherfucker would trip this year | Похожие исполнители:
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