Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Bounty Killer f Jeru The DamajaНазвание : Suicide or MurderДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Suicide or murder In this jungle this they be glad to hang ya Plus the galley man learn fi not to linger Blow fast just like a gas cylinder And then Suicide or murder Will this save you with this brand new gun ya Want to hold back man he`s gonna fi linger Your head is like a boss gun shot with sin ya Verse One: Bounty Killer Yes boy you see me contender Me not retreat,and me no surrender Gun shot attack them like a rat in a blender Gun shot they get up me pull up they get sent up Heard they shot a woman and me hurt defender Word like a liar then me kick like ninja Gonna rob them cents bea wanna like bazooka[?] You say it sucks, its gone get bunch harder Not ready to kill, then ready your heena This man from Rockport & then from Reema Clean up Chorus Verse Two: Jeru Murder them, murder them Test the most high, it`s a suicide mission MCs dead, all others fled fearing the power thunder and lightning lyrics like hot lead showered through the desert and in the jungle when I bust off shots I blow up spots, & competition turns humble guns rumble, bodies tumble but I can`t be injured when I kill the contenders I escape like a ninja Chorus Verse Three: Bounty Killer Yes boy, we gonna drive life trife uh Juice get ame up like a scuba diver Whores get a west up & then maybe wise up Long time we dare you had a great survivor Devil said you`re wicked and your Bud Light`s whiter Kill or be killed and see the heart rise up So just keep on killing, then fi gonna ride up Yes boy Chorus Verse Four: Jeru When my mind spray, you must lay down get flat Or snatch up your girl & your gun, & shoot your way out the back When I fire, the lingo blows out your rib cage You retire the sound and not because of old age Blood splatters and holy fire turns to dawn Killing smooth and silently like the Rasta James Bond Armed and dangerous, so grab your pistols But like an MX missile, I`ll rip right through you Some rather die, then face a fate worse than hell With a bounty on your hood and Bounty Killer on your tail Chorus | Похожие исполнители: |
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