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Артист: BishopНазвание : True CrimesДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hardcore straight edge new school hardcore sxe metalcore Видео:
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[Intro] True...crime (Fire Squad) True...crime True...crime (here we go) True...crime [Bishop] Good Lord they shootin` at me Smile on my face `cause I`m trigger happy Bitch get my drink and make it snappy `fore I leave your ass screamin` for a taxi True Crimes and nothin` but I just seen that nigga Reuben jack a ice cream truck Then quick across the street and rob a Pizza Hut American Idol ain`t my title I`m Elmer Fudd with a big ass rifle Lurkin` the block, homicidal And robbin` nuns, gimme your bible (I`m kidding) Don`t you know I`m loco homes With a trenchcoat like Sherlock Holmes Full of shotguns and big ass chromes (why) Set to break in all your homes (why) And take that, take that, like Puffy Combs [Chorus: Bishop] Gimme your gun, gimme your knife (why) It`s True Crimes, better run for your life Hide your kids, hold your wife (why) It`s True Crimes, better touch your ice Cut your purse, stash your cash (why) It`s True Crimes, I`m about to blast Call the cops and lock your doors (why) It`s True Crimes, and I`m taking yours [Bishop] Went up to the store and I picked `em Mask and gloves, guess what, it`s a stick `em Gimme all your money honey and a big gold band Too quick bitch witch don`t say no I`m so Out my mind I can`t be serious Get hit so hard you`ll have an out of body experience No interference with the current proceedings Or you`ll be well in sand for some serious beatings Oh hi, oh my it`s a tough guy Get your face messed up like I`m Vanilla Sky You used to be a super-size now you`re just a small fry Ain`t got enough gas so I do a walk-by (blah) Hey, that`s a nice Motorola With GPS, punk hand it over (hand it over) `fore I attack your ass for your old Corolla (old Corolla) He`ll roll your ass up like a peach folder [Chorus] [Bishop] Shit, ain`t nothin` left to spit I done kicked enough shit to get the world on my dick I`m Houdini in a Beanie got that Magic Stick Stay in bikinis eeny meeny let me take my pick It`s like Memph Jay and Missy yo "is that your chick" The way I`m pimpin` in this game it`ll make you sick I`m in the thing with wood grain with the top to flip While your faggot ass is riding on a bike like dick (screech) This ain`t no game Hafta vision cataclysm, bringin` extra ammunition You can really end up missin` if you freakin` with my mission Yo we meetin` to more dishin your new beautician or not Drew dissin so, you listen and pay close attention OK Before I go from rap to killin` milla gorilla the mack milla`s spill ya Don`t get me wreckin` shit like Mecca God feel ya yeah [Chorus] True...Crime (repeat to fade) | Похожие исполнители:
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