Текст (слова) песни: Big Punisher - Off Wit His Head

[big punisher]

I dont give a fuck! til I die, ima live it up

Hit em up, nigga what what, nigga what?

Better watch yo ass fore I pull the choppers out the stash

And helicopter yo ass, about a block and a half

Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz

Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz

Where you at prop?

[prospect]

Aiyyo its off with his head

Let the blood-shed, cause all my thug sonsll bust lead

Yo I rep like one of the best, my mac numbin your flesh

They on tracks but they runnin from death

Who fuckin with spect? yo dog, Im the youngest to rep

Comin correct, niggaz know I blow my gun in a sec

Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz

Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz

What the deal twin?

[big punisher]

Yeeeah baby! aiyyo its off with his head

Slap the shit out the devil and tear his horns off his head

Aiyyo its almost over, few months we all gon know jehovah

Til then ima keep the steel in the shoulder holster

I aint ready to die, bury me alive

But if my nigga got beef, we goin together tonight

Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz

Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz

What you say twin?

[prospect]

Aiyyo its off with his head

Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared

Its hard to survive, ? armor hold ? this tribe

And takin niggaz lives, so what? they tryin take mine

What Im supposed to do? let shit slide like I was close to you?

This murder I write, pushin a hearse, let me chaffeur you

Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz

Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz

What the deal son?

[big punisher]

Aiyyo its off with his head

Nigga I was born in the fuckin dawn of the dead

I always got my dunn like I always got my gun

Fresh out the box, oiled and cocked, glock 21

Once I begin to pop, I aint gon stop til Im done

So either call the cops, or bust a shot - nigga uhh

Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz

Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz

Hold me down pros

[prospect]

Aiyyo its off with his head

Put that nigga to sleep and make a coffin his bed

I come from rough times where niggaz bust 9s and be like fuck rhymes

And puff dimes, slippin on front lines and lust crimes

You better trust mines, Im down for the cause

Gimme a round of applause and hear the sound of the 4s

Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz

Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz

What the deal kid?

[big punisher]

Aiyyo its off with his head

Cock the lead redecorate the crib burgandy red

Aiyyo I never front, I want whatever nigga lets dump

Whoever want it gonna get lift with the pump

I mention Im dumb, my trigger finger fittin to jump

Got the whole left side of my face twitchin and stuff

Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz

Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz

Take us home dunn

[prospect]

Aiyyo its off with his head

He aint really want it so he lost it instead

"picture me rollin" like pac in the drop, my style too hot

To figure out, oh lord, please dont make me put this nigga out

My trigger shout through your area code

The scary explos, your click get, leary of foes

Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz

Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz

Now its on twin - now its on twin

Yeah, hah, now its on twin

[opera steve]

Terror squad, big pun, the don, armaged-deon

Prospect, triple seis, cuban link, terror squaaaaaaaaad..

{*singing til before end*}

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[big punisher] Yeeeah baby! aiyyo its off with his head Slap the shit out the devil and tear his horns off his head Aiyyo its almost over, few months we all gon know jehovah Til then ima keep the steel in the shoulder holster I aint ready to die, bury me alive But if my nigga got beef, we goin together tonight Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz What you say twin? [prospect] Aiyyo its off with his head Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared Its hard to survive, ? armor hold ? this tribe And takin niggaz lives, so what? they tryin take mine What Im supposed to do? let shit slide like I was close to you? This murder I write, pushin a hearse, let me chaffeur you Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz What the deal son? [big punisher] Aiyyo its off with his head Nigga I was born in the fuckin dawn of the dead I always got my dunn like I always got my gun Fresh out the box, oiled and cocked, glock 21 Once I begin to pop, I aint gon stop til Im done So either call the cops, or bust a shot - nigga uhh Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz Hold me down pros [prospect] Aiyyo its off with his head Put that nigga to sleep and make a coffin his bed I come from rough times where niggaz bust 9s and be like fuck rhymes And puff dimes, slippin on front lines and lust crimes You better trust mines, Im down for the cause Gimme a round of applause and hear the sound of the 4s Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz What the deal kid? [big punisher] Aiyyo its off with his head Cock the lead redecorate the crib burgandy red Aiyyo I never front, I want whatever nigga lets dump Whoever want it gonna get lift with the pump I mention Im dumb, my trigger finger fittin to jump Got the whole left side of my face twitchin and stuff Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz Take us home dunn [prospect] Aiyyo its off with his head He aint really want it so he lost it instead "picture me rollin" like pac in the drop, my style too hot To figure out, oh lord, please dont make me put this nigga out My trigger shout through your area code The scary explos, your click get, leary of foes Cause ima ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til Im high with my niggaz Now its on twin - now its on twin Yeah, hah, now its on twin [opera steve] Terror squad, big pun, the don, armaged-deon Prospect, triple seis, cuban link, terror squaaaaaaaaad.. {singing til before end} Нравится песня? 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