Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Erick Sermon f Icarus, Red Cafe, Sy ScotНазвание : S.O.D.Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Yo, I`m a tic-tac-toe tactical wit it tactician Tit for tat, three bombs on me, we all ticking Schizophrenic, up in the kitchen With a black fifth up against my head, just, click, click, clickin` it We check the barrel and start respinnin` it We I start, medics, start sowing and restitching them My constituents and scorpions poisonous stingers filled with opium Stay grippin`` em, I`ve got a venomous heart, filled with vigilance That will shatter ten continents and ten palatinates Envision the vengefulness, visualize the vindictiveness I rhyme with Sid Vicious viciousness You be kiddin, soft like kittens My grills are pit bulls they will kill when I say sick`em Restrain me, restrict me I`m arresting resistance, can`t be apprehended nigga [Chorus] You got a problem with E If you got a problem, come a holla at me And if you want it, we can get it started Plus I got the whole squad siding with me [Icarus] Let the catty spray and wet up the matinee Smack niggaz with both hands like patty-cake Violate and I will retaliate I don`t battle fake niggaz, I`m heavyweight nigga GMG, fam, we gladly hotta Behold the sorcerer`s stone like Harry Potter And I`m like harry potta, we scary riders Can`t get near the dadda, I swear to God I`ll come find where you hidin` Have my high, finding beamers and ninas Leave the area shot up, you hearing me patna I`m a fucking five star general, to drive cars into you Ic` dodge interviews, one flip of the mack, take all ten of you This message intended to, who`s ever offended duke Yeah you my nigga, but you could still get it too So don`t test me, I don`t wanna do this shit to you [Chorus] [Red Cafe] Live from the NY state And I got one question, guess what`s in my waste Ya`ll got me pisted off slick talk To get that Jacob watch, I`ll cut your wrist off I`m in the limo too long to turn And this motherfuckin` dutch taking long to burn I`m impatient, this is a song you learn Make money, take money, and I`m hear to confirm my occupation The new boss of course, the new Porsche I pull up just to murder you niggaz and move off You too soft, Red Cafe from New York I tell a bitch quick, I`m hot can`t cool off I twist lesbos, and and guzzling out exos My firearms stick to my waste like Velcro It`s R.C. nothing phony about me, with E double the O.G. you know me [Chorus] [Erick Sermon] Yeah I know, you never expect me to anchor I bring it to them so called pranksters and them gangsters I run DMCs, from rappers that`s petter piper I am the big apple, ain`t nobody ripper man I`m not M.J. I`m a lover and a fighter That`s why I`m in D.C. now, looking for the sniper I came in the game with hoodies and timberlands Hard since Cypress Hill been wanting to kill a man I did time, a thirteen year bid I`m gutter E, I`m hanging on the side of crib I`m a fan, but I hate what you`re doing Whenever you performing shows it`s me booing Ya as soft as your bid-die, you punk now, and you gonna be a punk at sixty Dog, ya need more team to get me I`m a G, and my Unit come through like Fifty [Chorus] - repeat 2X | Похожие исполнители: |
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