Текст (слова) песни: Brotha Lynch Hung - Legal Dope Compilation

Chorus(lynch and d-dubb)4x

I re-fuse to lose

Fuck them 22s

I got an ap 10 and a throwaway tech 9

So you know you cant fuck with mine

(verse1)

(lynch)

If I was standing in the dark letting my nine spark

(d-dub)

Maybe in the morning, motherfuckers might feel me yet

(lynch)

Its that nine tech nigga that got them motherfuckers tore up

As I smash of in a seven deuce cut, you holding your gut

Talking about

(d-dub and lynch)

What the fuck you smoking on?

(lynch)

All dome as the chronics got me gone

Nigga its on

On til the slugs come out

(d-dub)

At night I do my murder red rum so tight

(lynch)

Its the third strike nigga

So now Im aiming up at your dome

bout to make your brain split and hit the fleetwood brome

Im like richard chase, mixed with al capone

If you want some ripgut shit nigga

Yeah, I got it sewn

So bone to the crib, or get your wig split fool, with the tech chrome

And say the alphabet backwards fast or find you a brand new dome

A criminal minded nigga that gots tefs in his nine

So head to the east side, cause its red rum time, nigga

Chorus 4x

(verse2)

Nigga, its that-sac of indo-killafornia state of mind

Where niggas put their gangster gear on, and bend corners

In a chev 69

Wire rims

You cant see

With their neighborhood flags and their black carthart beenie

Im like genie

As I swoop through the hood and get up to no good

And I wish you would

Test my tech, cause nigga, it loves to take out necks

And empty backs out, so I max out

350 on the black top

More smoke than chronic smoking

Loced out sherm, classic perm

In my ashtray, theres always a roach

Hit the left lane in case one times approach

I got, 5 warrants and some 89 tags

17 in the clip of my, auto mag

Its sad

I gotta watch my back, cause these niggas wanna throw me up in a black

Leather sack, and throw me over their back

But fuck that

Why you think I got extended clips

cause Im so high, most of the time

I just cant miss, nigga

Chorus 4x

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни Legal Dope Compilation:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/19553.html


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: Brotha Lynch Hung - Legal Dope Compilation Chorus(lynch and d-dubb)4x I re-fuse to lose Fuck them 22s I got an ap 10 and a throwaway tech 9 So you know you cant fuck with mine (verse1) (lynch) If I was standing in the dark letting my nine spark (d-dub) Maybe in the morning, motherfuckers might feel me yet (lynch) Its that nine tech nigga that got them motherfuckers tore up As I smash of in a seven deuce cut, you holding your gut Talking about (d-dub and lynch) What the fuck you smoking on? (lynch) All dome as the chronics got me gone Nigga its on On til the slugs come out (d-dub) At night I do my murder red rum so tight (lynch) Its the third strike nigga So now Im aiming up at your dome bout to make your brain split and hit the fleetwood brome Im like richard chase, mixed with al capone If you want some ripgut shit nigga Yeah, I got it sewn So bone to the crib, or get your wig split fool, with the tech chrome And say the alphabet backwards fast or find you a brand new dome A criminal minded nigga that gots tefs in his nine So head to the east side, cause its red rum time, nigga Chorus 4x (verse2) Nigga, its that-sac of indo-killafornia state of mind Where niggas put their gangster gear on, and bend corners In a chev 69 Wire rims You cant see With their neighborhood flags and their black carthart beenie Im like genie As I swoop through the hood and get up to no good And I wish you would Test my tech, cause nigga, it loves to take out necks And empty backs out, so I max out 350 on the black top More smoke than chronic smoking Loced out sherm, classic perm In my ashtray, theres always a roach Hit the left lane in case one times approach I got, 5 warrants and some 89 tags 17 in the clip of my, auto mag Its sad I gotta watch my back, cause these niggas wanna throw me up in a black Leather sack, and throw me over their back But fuck that Why you think I got extended clips cause Im so high, most of the time I just cant miss, nigga Chorus 4x Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Legal Dope Compilation: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/19553.html Все тексты песен: Brotha Lynch Hung » Brotha Lynch Hung - X-Caliba » Brotha Lynch Hung - Walkin` 2 My Funeral » Brotha Lynch Hung - Locc To The Brain » Brotha Lynch Hung - In The Beginning » Brotha Lynch Hung - Thats What I Said » Brotha Lynch Hung - Back Fade » Brotha Lynch Hung - Death Dance » Brotha Lynch Hung - Tremendous » Brotha Lynch Hung - Locc to The Brain » Brotha Lynch Hung - Return Of Da Baby Killa » Brotha Lynch Hung - Siccmade » Brotha Lynch Hung - Hunta Killa » Brotha Lynch Hung - Siccmade » Brotha Lynch Hung - 1 Die 1 » Brotha Lynch Hung - 1 Die 1 » Brotha Lynch Hung - Had 2 Gat Ya » Brotha Lynch Hung - Rest In Piss » Brotha Lynch Hung - Season of Da Siccness (The Resurrection) » Brotha Lynch Hung - Trouble » Brotha Lynch Hung - Deep Down Рекомендуем скачать: » Ice Cube f Mr. Short Khop) - War & Peace Vol. 1 (The War Disc) » Ignite - Turn » Ice Cube f Mr. Short Khop - Bend A Corner Wit Me » Icehouse - Great Southern Land » In extremo - Spielmann » Ice-T - Squeeze the Trigger » Insane Clown Posse f Ice-T - Dead End » Imx - Clap Your Hands Pt. 1 » India Aria - Video » Ice-T - New Jack Hustler » Isis - Collapse and Crush » Iggy Pop - Bulldozer » Ice-T - L.G.B.N.A.F. » Insane Clown Posse - The Staleness » Ice T - Heartbeat » I`mmortal (Immortal) - Cryptic Winterstorms » Icp (insane Clown Posse) - The Dead One » Ice Cube - Ask About Me » Insane Clown Posse - BOOM! » Ikon - Beyond Gray Skies
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»