Текст (слова) песни: Daz Dillinger - Oh No

[Featuring Tray Deee J Money]
Daz:
Oh no! Murder murder murder...
Busting at these niggaz who claim to be hard
Murder murder murder...
Come and blast Dat Nigga Daz and act rude
Coming through murdering fools who claim to be hard
Pulling your motherfucker`s cords
Me we`re going back for you to say that
Prepare for battle load the narrator with pay back
Knowing where you motherfuckers rest and hang at
I`m in Long Beach, where the gangbangers hang at
Don`t want more static, or panic, we`re packing gats
And asking for shit, nigga, `cause we`re blasting
See, we`re The Gang, kicking just to maintain
Bang on niggaz for a living, busting upon the selling corners
We on `em just for twelve figures
Money, dope, cars and bitches, to getting richer
Chorus (2x):
Oh no, niggaz just wanna get killed tonight
Tripping on you, the way I feel tonight
Niggaz better pack you guns
J-Money:
Glocks are popping off like turbo
Step into my circle, my word is out to serve yo shit
Money busters lyrically in motion
About to whip a (???), the East Side coast and
I`m the one they love to hate with a passion
I packs a blue steel, filled with skilled raps, blast it
MC`s get dealt with, my microphone`s my third partner
Heat seeking like a missile when I drop ya
Style is proper, my execution-style of rapping
I`m packing a rap while you say "why, what`s happening?"
My mind is going deep, like Money mister, doing all
You couldn`t see me with a crystal ball, y`all
It`s critical, I`m thinking of a masterplan
Come out with your shit man, I`m broke, feeling critical conditions
Listen, Money on a dirt mission
Creeping to the night, beating tight, Armageddon
Chorus (2x)
Daz:
Watch out, here I come
Battling motherfuckers till the break of dawn
Homeboy, ring the alarm
It`s D-A to the Z, dropping the formula
And every nigga that I know in Californ-i-a
Dat Nigga Daz will come out and play
Busting on niggaz with an AK
So any given day you want some
Come and get some, you don`t want none
Why do we bang?
Why do we bang for a living? We just don`t know
Now it`s time to serve y`all bitches ass niggaz on an open platter
Yeah, haha
Fool, what nigga, you know that got your ass laying down?
Tray Deee:
You see, I take the ultimatum, disregard the outcome
I`m hard to outrun, and won`t be outdone
I hate fake take away motherfuckers
I come up from the slums and I run, motherfuckers
No other than The Gang, it`s the slang and prosper
And bang us mobsters, while claming Oscars
While most niggaz froze, they control their coast
They be home and broke, `cause they`ve been known to choke
Like Malone, be gone when the playoffs come
But I`ma stay off one, liable to spray off some
Ammunition, I handle missions one on one
Niggaz, come on, come and get their (???) done
I`m the Cannibal, the Hannibal Lector of rap
A nigga steps up wack, and gets a setup-tax
We`re The Gang, and we`re mashing, blast to maintain
We`re the kings in the game, and things ain`t to change
Chorus (2x)
Oh no...

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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: Daz Dillinger - Oh No [Featuring Tray Deee J Money] Daz: Oh no! Murder murder murder... Busting at these niggaz who claim to be hard Murder murder murder... Come and blast Dat Nigga Daz and act rude Coming through murdering fools who claim to be hard Pulling your motherfucker`s cords Me we`re going back for you to say that Prepare for battle load the narrator with pay back Knowing where you motherfuckers rest and hang at I`m in Long Beach, where the gangbangers hang at Don`t want more static, or panic, we`re packing gats And asking for shit, nigga, `cause we`re blasting See, we`re The Gang, kicking just to maintain Bang on niggaz for a living, busting upon the selling corners We on `em just for twelve figures Money, dope, cars and bitches, to getting richer Chorus (2x): Oh no, niggaz just wanna get killed tonight Tripping on you, the way I feel tonight Niggaz better pack you guns J-Money: Glocks are popping off like turbo Step into my circle, my word is out to serve yo shit Money busters lyrically in motion About to whip a (???), the East Side coast and I`m the one they love to hate with a passion I packs a blue steel, filled with skilled raps, blast it MC`s get dealt with, my microphone`s my third partner Heat seeking like a missile when I drop ya Style is proper, my execution-style of rapping I`m packing a rap while you say "why, what`s happening?" My mind is going deep, like Money mister, doing all You couldn`t see me with a crystal ball, y`all It`s critical, I`m thinking of a masterplan Come out with your shit man, I`m broke, feeling critical conditions Listen, Money on a dirt mission Creeping to the night, beating tight, Armageddon Chorus (2x) Daz: Watch out, here I come Battling motherfuckers till the break of dawn Homeboy, ring the alarm It`s D-A to the Z, dropping the formula And every nigga that I know in Californ-i-a Dat Nigga Daz will come out and play Busting on niggaz with an AK So any given day you want some Come and get some, you don`t want none Why do we bang? Why do we bang for a living? We just don`t know Now it`s time to serve y`all bitches ass niggaz on an open platter Yeah, haha Fool, what nigga, you know that got your ass laying down? Tray Deee: You see, I take the ultimatum, disregard the outcome I`m hard to outrun, and won`t be outdone I hate fake take away motherfuckers I come up from the slums and I run, motherfuckers No other than The Gang, it`s the slang and prosper And bang us mobsters, while claming Oscars While most niggaz froze, they control their coast They be home and broke, `cause they`ve been known to choke Like Malone, be gone when the playoffs come But I`ma stay off one, liable to spray off some Ammunition, I handle missions one on one Niggaz, come on, come and get their (???) done I`m the Cannibal, the Hannibal Lector of rap A nigga steps up wack, and gets a setup-tax We`re The Gang, and we`re mashing, blast to maintain We`re the kings in the game, and things ain`t to change Chorus (2x) Oh no... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Oh No: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/15427.html Все тексты песен: Daz Dillinger » Daz Dillinger - It Might Sound Crazy » Daz Dillinger - Initiated » Daz Dillinger - It`s Going Down » Daz Dillinger - In California » Daz Dillinger - Oh No » Daz Dillinger - I Live Every Day Like I Could Die That D » Daz Dillinger - Thank God For My Life » Daz Dillinger - All Night Long » Daz Dillinger - Only For U » Daz Dillinger - R.A.W. » Daz Dillinger - O. G. » Daz Dillinger - Og » Daz Dillinger - Retaliation, Revenge and Get Back » Daz Dillinger - My System » Daz Dillinger - Its Going Down » Daz Dillinger - It`s Going Down » Daz Dillinger - Keep it Gangsta (Remix) » Daz Dillinger - Movin` Around » Daz Dillinger - What Cha Talkin Bout » Daz Dillinger - Our Daily Bread Рекомендуем скачать: » Т.Буланова - Бескрылая любовь » Татьяна Глазкова - Кафе Алга » Татьяна Буланова - Одинокий день » Татьяна Флейшман - Кончается, кончается... » Татьяна Афраймович - Март » Татьяна Шехтман - Колыбельная издалека » Татьяна Овсиенко - По льду » Татьяна Овсиенко - Колечко » Татьяна Овсиенко - Школьная пора » Третьяков Виктор - НИТОЧКА » Т.Овсиенко - Наш двор » Татьяна Буланова - Ветер пел » Татьяна Шехтман - Не свершилось, конечно, чуда... » Телевизор - Три-четыре гада » Тату - Белочка » Трофим (Трофимов Сергей) - Ах, эти ночи » Татьяна Афраймович - Что накликаю » Татьяна Лихачева - Кофе с перцем » Тату - Мальчик-Гей » Таня Буланова - Твой блюз
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