Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: MC EihtНазвание : Murder at NightДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : gangsta rap west coast hip-hop rap compton gangsta rap west coast hip-hop rap compton Видео:
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Some of that real thug shit We murder niggas at night And in the morning We catch fools sleepin` before they yawnin` Murder for hire Click caps to pay bills For this young G Steps back and kill at will I ain`t playing with your No game, the shit`s real So I hits the blocks with yay, no fucking deal (that`s right) I`m heated - and I`m greedy as fuck, I need a meal My dog told me watch out for shit and pack steel "And if you care - lil` nigga, get a vest (boom boom!) Cause niggas be hungry like you and they ready to test" You die, motherfucker, it`s the same gang tale Niggas talk about who did the killing in jail We hoo-bangers, hit you block, throw it up Smash, the real regulators sowed it up Push rhymes like weight, push - real weight Get my money comin` in from state to state (chin chin) Contemplate, my niggas escape to the house Cause if I`m caught by the times, then I`m - assed out We murder niggas at night And in the morning (Compton all day, nigga) We catch fools sleepin` before they yawnin` We murder niggas at night We Hoo Bang, bitch, so heed your fuckin warning (Hoo-Bang` all day nigga) We murder niggas at night And in the morning We catch fools sleepin` before they yawnin` (geah) We murder niggas at night We Hoo Bang, bitch, here`s your fuckin warning Y`all needs to back the fuck up or your block gon` burn Me and my nigga blast with the same gat - it`s my turn Money and the power, it`s my time to earn You`re dead on arrival, to whom it may concern Real thug from the street, yes, die for the cause Dips the blocks with the heat, right next to my balls I be the first nigga to jump on the - front line Slang quarter piece rocks and dodgin - One Time Everybody hustlin` for cash and that`s real Half of us niggas be looking for any bill Lock down ?? my ass ?? But I bails out, another head back to coke I gots to bang the hood, slang - till it drop The enemies I fear not, fuck a cop The enemies, they come close but get popped I lasted, laughed last till your heart stopped Chorus... Easily I approach The nigga who`s slippin` I ain`t no joke The tense situation I gotta provoke They run real fast When they see the gunsmoke (hey - boom boom!) I got - hot ones to test y`all, bless y`all West y`all - at the - funeral hall Your homies take sips as they reminisce on nuthin` I come around catchin` you slippin`, doing a dumping One little, two little, three little suckers Hoo-Bangin` niggas is killers, you muthafucka ???? my homie Scar when he ride So every other day when I hit your damn side Feel my fuckin` revenge As I blast through your house with your family and friends (boom boom!) Back to my block, serving 20`s and 10`s (what up!) In the back of the alley sippin` 40`s and gins (right) On Sundays, church Moms pray for my sins And ask to protect until my life ends, geah Chorus... Compton all day, nigga Hoo-Bang all day, nigga You know how the fuck we represent To the fullest Thuggin` 9-9 times, nigga Eiht packs the 9, so get it straight Geah | Похожие исполнители:
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