Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Big Pokey f Kyleon, Grimm Reaper, ToyaНазвание : Ain`t No KillazДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Ain`t no killers, like the ones I`ve got (no one can rush y`all better) Red light beaming, have you scheming a lot (M.O.B., get the cheddar) Boys pop noise, till you show em the chrome (ha-ha, ha-ha) All them haters, catching shots to the dome (shots to the dome, shots to the dome) [Kyleon] I got a chopper named Glenda, that cut up niggaz like blenders I put in work on contenders, and to your maker I send ya I push you up but I spin ya, and put AK bullets in ya You bring a knife to a gun fight, with a cake click to defend ya I make em fall like September, have fucked off family members I bring heat to the beef, now a Paramedic gon tend to ya Eating out a straw, and IV`s going in ya And a closed casket and tombstone, is the way they remember ya My brothers`ll smother ya, let the coroners cover ya Reach out and we touching ya, now we bled and busting ya Wig twisted and touching ya, AK bullets is busting ya It`s a must that ya, think twice before you come fuck with us Who survived we slam, six feet under our land Put him to sleep with a piece, while you run from him and damn I create mayhem like bonfires, at Texas A&M Leave him breathless and chestless, the AK sprayed him Do away with him, and ain`t no doctor saving him Let him rest stop shots to him chest, the flat line`s paging him [Hook] [Grimm Reaper] I could give it to ya raw, and punchline it out Squeeze one off in ya mouth, and see what ya talking bout Share ya thoughts nigga, all on the wall M.O.B. Style shit, and I swear I only live around Shooting shit, that`ll wake up the block I gotta keep a mean heater, cause you know I`m trying to take up the block I`m a Yellowstone nigga, with the new J`s on Sixteen shots nigga, with a beam on my chrome Bitch niggaz, better leave us alone Cop killers penetrate ya vest fool, and then break up the bone And this lovely knife work with the shank, I got the chest This feather-weight Tre-8, will take care of the rest Penetrating, different blocks and sets Moving rocks and zones, a nigga gotta keep a glock or a tech Give a fuck about icing my neck, I only care about my life and respect Mobstyle know I rep`s my set, I rep`s my set-I rep`s my set nigga [Hook] [Big Pokey] Two clips with 17, that`s 34 shots Call all the Paramedics, we gon need 34 cops It`s 34 pits, 34 rots That`s 68 dogs, but only 34 locks I keep my 4-4 cocked, one in the head Pistol grip nice sights, trigga under the red One move and ya dead, hit in the head numb in the legs C-4 for damage baby, it`s a bomb in ya bed I hope it`s another nigga with em, who wan` pump up lead Be ain`t gon get the AK, he ain`t come with the bread You know how we play it, silent and violent You know what we did, cause them sirens is hollering Before you disrespect it, pump ya breaks When my pits jump the gate, chumps get ate Don`t make me confiscate, your life lil` daddy I`ll have you soul hunting your wife, lil` daddy M.O.B. you know me [Hook] | Похожие исполнители: |
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