Текст (слова) песни: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony f Souljah Boy - Wasteland Warriors

[Krayzie] (Talking)
Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga
P.O.D.`d, my nigga, Sin
Fin to put this shit down like this, nigga
(We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto...)

What if we slowed it down?
Then, nigga, you would hear me
I know niggas would fuck around
And say we tried to steal your style
Come on to funky town, that`s where we gets the rawest
Thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho` nuff, that`s what they call us
My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload
So, when them funky, funky jump me
Gon` be ready to roll (ready to roll)
It`s part of no static, see, we just out to get paid
But, oh no, niggas heard the flow
And wanted a piece of the cake
It kinda pissed me off that ? figured they could get skills
But when kept on disrespectin`
Make `em think we shit`s real, nigga
I`m from the Land where every niggas plan
And schemin` for the money, man, so we packin`
And they don`t understand them niggas rappin`
But still they actin` like criminals
? reciprocal
They don`t know it, even though
Oh, no, no, can`t let you go
When I pop pop pop (pop, pop)
That funk`ll gon` blow you away
Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday
Oh, gotta say fuck all y`all, all y`all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed

[Krayzie] (Layzie)
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo` murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo` murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin` my mind

[Souljah Boy]
You know it is, what it`s gotta be
Ain`t no stoppin` me when I be droppin`
And these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back
Don`t stop, but the Double Glock they don`t look out for these
Where your troops is down to get loose, bitch
Sue these stupid muthafuckas
Don`t make me huff and puff and start some ruckus
`Cause the niggas be down for the count
And the first nigga step up, get shut down
You shouldna been takin` my fuckin` style
That`s how we still gon` do it in the C-Town
Arrest me on the rebound
It`s the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G
You hoes ain`t got mo` killas than me
So muthafuck what you`s thinkin`
Brothas don`t hit, they`re weak and wrapped up in my sheet
While your bullethole still be bleedin`
But here`s the reason for the season`s on my muthafuckin` bank
Why you lame, be actin` strange?
Boom to bangs, nigga insanes
Out to rearrange this muthafuckin` figure
Knowin` damn well, I`m a muthafuckin` killa
Nigga, bow down, and I`m outta your picture
Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller
We done muthafuck you
And you don`t wanna see fade `em all with the blood heater
Streetsweeper get your ass deceased.

[Krayzie] Warriors ride
Bloody murder, bloody mo` murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play Wasteland warriors ride
bloody murder, bloody mo` murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play War corruptin` my mind

[Bizzy]
Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick
Nigga, what you saw
We ? somebody ? with a pistol runnin` through ?
And they call war, ready for the cause
Clones get the thug, end up gettin` them ? gotta break
Your face be on that table, ready for more
Y`all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in
And vote and go ahead and smoke `em, open `em up
And your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck
I`m still runnin` from feds, ? all the disrespect
But I won`t get cut and love, Uh-uh
What it makes you want my ? yes, some are ?
Thinkin` me bloody get with the ?
And roll but I had gun before you knows
Don`t roll, and I gotta go and face it
So picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll

[Layzie]
Aw, shit!
Nowhere to run; here come judgement day
Let`s make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh
I`m off in the midst, and runnin` and chasin` and casin` your ?
Feelin` it might save me, baby, gotta be goin` through this life
I snatch your life just like it`s a day which type`ll it be?
Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz
You know I got ends to spend, top ten ?
Count dividends, and I`m rollin` still real
Attitude like, ``Nigga, what?``
And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of `em niggas
Mo Thug employ in my city
Destroy y`all, how wicked is this?
It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately
Little Lay been dodgin` hits, try to keep all my people safe
And outta the way
And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin`
It`s all about perfect timin`, feel me
it`s about perfect timin`, hear me
What`s on my muthafuckin` mind in this:
These playa haters got me pissed, bitch
But let me get my gauge
Leatherface, go get your mask
We gon` blast and roll on these muthafuckin` niggas
Everlastin`, everlastin`, everlastin`, everlastin` - the #1 Assassin

[Krayzie] (Layzie)
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo` murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo` murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin` my mind

[Krayzie]
Oh, gotta say fuck all y`all, all y`all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed
We stressed, we stressed
War corruptin` my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin` my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin` my mind

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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: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony f Souljah Boy - Wasteland Warriors [Krayzie] (Talking) Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga P.O.D.`d, my nigga, Sin Fin to put this shit down like this, nigga (We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto...) What if we slowed it down? Then, nigga, you would hear me I know niggas would fuck around And say we tried to steal your style Come on to funky town, that`s where we gets the rawest Thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho` nuff, that`s what they call us My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload So, when them funky, funky jump me Gon` be ready to roll (ready to roll) It`s part of no static, see, we just out to get paid But, oh no, niggas heard the flow And wanted a piece of the cake It kinda pissed me off that ? figured they could get skills But when kept on disrespectin` Make `em think we shit`s real, nigga I`m from the Land where every niggas plan And schemin` for the money, man, so we packin` And they don`t understand them niggas rappin` But still they actin` like criminals ? reciprocal They don`t know it, even though Oh, no, no, can`t let you go When I pop pop pop (pop, pop) That funk`ll gon` blow you away Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday Oh, gotta say fuck all y`all, all y`all Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed [Krayzie] (Layzie) Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo` murder Murder, murder, murder, play, play) Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo` murder Murder, murder, murder, play, play) War corruptin` my mind [Souljah Boy] You know it is, what it`s gotta be Ain`t no stoppin` me when I be droppin` And these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back Don`t stop, but the Double Glock they don`t look out for these Where your troops is down to get loose, bitch Sue these stupid muthafuckas Don`t make me huff and puff and start some ruckus `Cause the niggas be down for the count And the first nigga step up, get shut down You shouldna been takin` my fuckin` style That`s how we still gon` do it in the C-Town Arrest me on the rebound It`s the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G You hoes ain`t got mo` killas than me So muthafuck what you`s thinkin` Brothas don`t hit, they`re weak and wrapped up in my sheet While your bullethole still be bleedin` But here`s the reason for the season`s on my muthafuckin` bank Why you lame, be actin` strange? Boom to bangs, nigga insanes Out to rearrange this muthafuckin` figure Knowin` damn well, I`m a muthafuckin` killa Nigga, bow down, and I`m outta your picture Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller We done muthafuck you And you don`t wanna see fade `em all with the blood heater Streetsweeper get your ass deceased. [Krayzie] Warriors ride Bloody murder, bloody mo` murder murder Murder, murder, play, play Wasteland warriors ride bloody murder, bloody mo` murder murder Murder, murder, play, play War corruptin` my mind [Bizzy] Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick Nigga, what you saw We ? somebody ? with a pistol runnin` through ? And they call war, ready for the cause Clones get the thug, end up gettin` them ? gotta break Your face be on that table, ready for more Y`all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in And vote and go ahead and smoke `em, open `em up And your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck I`m still runnin` from feds, ? all the disrespect But I won`t get cut and love, Uh-uh What it makes you want my ? yes, some are ? Thinkin` me bloody get with the ? And roll but I had gun before you knows Don`t roll, and I gotta go and face it So picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll [Layzie] Aw, shit! Nowhere to run; here come judgement day Let`s make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh I`m off in the midst, and runnin` and chasin` and casin` your ? Feelin` it might save me, baby, gotta be goin` through this life I snatch your life just like it`s a day which type`ll it be? Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz You know I got ends to spend, top ten ? Count dividends, and I`m rollin` still real Attitude like, ``Nigga, what?`` And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of `em niggas Mo Thug employ in my city Destroy y`all, how wicked is this? It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately Little Lay been dodgin` hits, try to keep all my people safe And outta the way And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin` It`s all about perfect timin`, feel me it`s about perfect timin`, hear me What`s on my muthafuckin` mind in this: These playa haters got me pissed, bitch But let me get my gauge Leatherface, go get your mask We gon` blast and roll on these muthafuckin` niggas Everlastin`, everlastin`, everlastin`, everlastin` - the #1 Assassin [Krayzie] (Layzie) Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo` murder Murder, murder, murder, play, play) Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo` murder Murder, murder, murder, play, play) War corruptin` my mind [Krayzie] Oh, gotta say fuck all y`all, all y`all Wasteland warriors, we stressed We stressed, we stressed War corruptin` my mind Wasteland warriors ride War corruptin` my mind Wasteland warriors ride War corruptin` my mind Нравится песня? 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