Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Mr. DoctorНазвание : Fill `Em UpДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : gangsta rap sactown rap sacramento west coast chicano rap Видео:
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Niggas don`t show they face unless they locs blue rides blue flags everyone else was fuccin hoes Cut though get stucc in the spot And I could barely breath up in ths biatch From all the smoke, god damn Loc`s eyes is bustin while I choke Tote one more to tote Throw the joint to Lynch and slice some mo dope Adjust my strap so that it`s coo and take a sip of 4 Now it ain`t no cavies burnin but chronic got my lips toe up All at each others throat cuz `94 was crazy as fucc So I steps out look up at the darkness Glad it`s night and that I`m alive Ready to die, don`t ask why I don`t know why it`s like that Just know that locs is gonna die Nigga so when I going dead I`m takin 2 Nigga rolls for shit 9 for the fuccin set brain (Chorus) LIQUOR! MURDER! Went to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder) Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium Drank LIQUOR! MURDER! Went to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder) Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium I stay high, for the reason niggas is in the season And I`m sicc of the fuccin stress Fill `em up Loc 2 Da Brain and Fill `em up like quicc to the shits Now lets let go of the smoke Flow to the gangsta flow Can`t none of them fucc with Got nigga rolls dyin from contact smoke It`s a Loc 2 Da Brain insane thang We smoke to the brain and gang bang with folks Got a indo theory for any nigga that`s out there trippin off that loc Now who wanna smoke and who wanna get smoked By the gang that`s staight loc Cuz a punk ain`t shit like a bitch ain`t shit They can all get crept with 4`s So I steps out look up at the darkness Glad it`s night and that I`m alive Ready to die, don`t ask why I don`t know why it`s like that Just know that locs is gonna die Nigga so when I going dead I`m takin 2 Nigga rolls for shit 9 for the fuccin set brain (Chorus) LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder) Went to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium With LIQUOR! MURDER! Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium Drank LIQUOR! MURDER! Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder) Loc to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium Now LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder) Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium With LIQUOR! MURDER! Went to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium Drank LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder) Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium Now LIQUOR! MURDER! Loc to the fuccin brain, brain Fill `em up with slugs Fill `em up, fill `em up to his cranium nigga | Похожие исполнители:
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