Текст (слова) песни: AP-9 f Killa Tay - Headshotz

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West Coast Mafia
100 percent
Mob Figgaz n` real niggaz
We M-O-B L-I-F-E
My nigga ap9
Bgeezy
Food Free
Killa Tay trick

[Killa Tay]
I never hearda these fools
I`m quick to murder these fools
Dude if you hop off on this gangsta shit
Study the rules
Or get bloody and bruised
Tied up jacked and kidnapped
My fo thugs wit no love savagely raising big straps
We git em Lloyd
Trigga finga itchy like the hemmroids
Snap you like a poloriod
Somebody better hol`ja boy
Flawless like Roy Jones
Destroy bones on contact
Life ain`t shit
Witout some pussy and a bomb sack
Million Dollar contracts
Comin` and goin`
But y`all aint knowin`
Bank account swollen
Picture me rollin`
In the Escalade
High starin death in the face
Heart fulla hate
Puttin work in but aint catchin no case
I got my game tight
Cuz big homey, laced me as a young G
Hungry for my chedda cheeze
Pushin OZ`s
Make a profit hoes
Gots to got my name in they mouth
They bumpin guns and smokin murda blunts
When the guns come out
They poppin` please don`t shoot
But ain`t no git back when the shit crack
Murda man like Al Capone
Bust him wit the big gat
Hit him high
Feel the ride
Aint givin a fuck about Genocide
When this song is on
I gotta ride for mine
When the war pop off
Niggas die
Like fay days
Kill em all from the OG`s to the Bebe`s
When the gun blaze
Like sun rays
Doin drive by`s on the run ways
Feds tryin to hunt Tay down
In every town
From Philly to Compton they investigatin
My stomach rounds
[Chorus] 2x
All my niggas smuggle shit
I`m on some otha shit
Like fuckin` over the government
My ghetto politic thug niggas lovin this
Leavin u open like a hollow tip
Inside ya nigga
Swollow this
Hollow Hollow

[AP-9]
I don`t give a shit
Still lettin off clips
Gimme the mike and let me touch some shit `till I love
I get a headrush
When the lead go bust
Kickin up dust
Man that`s a must
Sometimes on the mike I cuss
Kickin up dust on the mike I buss
I know my people`s know who really run
Smokin` up on a Philly Blunt
Slappin` a sucka wit a gun
Crushin` up shit just like Big Pun
North to the East
South to the West
I most confess
I gotta get a piece
Betta yet a hoe can`t settle for less
I don`t discriminate

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: AP-9 f Killa Tay - Headshotz * send corrections to the typist West Coast Mafia 100 percent Mob Figgaz n` real niggaz We M-O-B L-I-F-E My nigga ap9 Bgeezy Food Free Killa Tay trick [Killa Tay] I never hearda these fools I`m quick to murder these fools Dude if you hop off on this gangsta shit Study the rules Or get bloody and bruised Tied up jacked and kidnapped My fo thugs wit no love savagely raising big straps We git em Lloyd Trigga finga itchy like the hemmroids Snap you like a poloriod Somebody better hol`ja boy Flawless like Roy Jones Destroy bones on contact Life ain`t shit Witout some pussy and a bomb sack Million Dollar contracts Comin` and goin` But y`all aint knowin` Bank account swollen Picture me rollin` In the Escalade High starin death in the face Heart fulla hate Puttin work in but aint catchin no case I got my game tight Cuz big homey, laced me as a young G Hungry for my chedda cheeze Pushin OZ`s Make a profit hoes Gots to got my name in they mouth They bumpin guns and smokin murda blunts When the guns come out They poppin` please don`t shoot But ain`t no git back when the shit crack Murda man like Al Capone Bust him wit the big gat Hit him high Feel the ride Aint givin a fuck about Genocide When this song is on I gotta ride for mine When the war pop off Niggas die Like fay days Kill em all from the OG`s to the Bebe`s When the gun blaze Like sun rays Doin drive by`s on the run ways Feds tryin to hunt Tay down In every town From Philly to Compton they investigatin My stomach rounds [Chorus] 2x All my niggas smuggle shit I`m on some otha shit Like fuckin` over the government My ghetto politic thug niggas lovin this Leavin u open like a hollow tip Inside ya nigga Swollow this Hollow Hollow [AP-9] I don`t give a shit Still lettin off clips Gimme the mike and let me touch some shit `till I love I get a headrush When the lead go bust Kickin up dust Man that`s a must Sometimes on the mike I cuss Kickin up dust on the mike I buss I know my people`s know who really run Smokin` up on a Philly Blunt Slappin` a sucka wit a gun Crushin` up shit just like Big Pun North to the East South to the West I most confess I gotta get a piece Betta yet a hoe can`t settle for less I don`t discriminate Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Headshotz: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/100/1/9766.html Все тексты песен: AP-9 f Killa Tay » AP-9 f Killa Tay - Headshotz » AP-9 f Killa Tay - Some Other Shit Рекомендуем скачать: » Павел Кашин - Баргузин » Пикник, Эдмунд Шклярский - Навухудоносор » Песняры - Белоруссия » Песни из мультфильмов - Песня бременских алконавтов » Петр Давыдов - Как жаль, что Вас не было с нами... » Пилот - 7 часов утра » Песняры - Не люби нелюбимого » Павел Кашин - Город » Петр Федчун - Романс » Петр Давыдов - Ветер играет на скрипке сосны... » Паперный ТАМ - Танцы » Премьер-министр - Два бриллианта » Петлюра - Как служил солдат » Полина Ефименко - У меня во саду... » Паскаль - Крепкий напиток » Пикник, Эдмунд Шклярский - Отучи же меня говорить » Петр Копытов - На первую фразу нанижем вторую... » Песни из мультфильмов - Бременские музыканты » Песни из мультфильмов - Приключения Мюнхгаузена » Пикник - И летает голова то вверх, то вниз
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