Текст (слова) песни: Mobb Deep - Quiet Storm (White Lines)

[Prodigy]
I put my lifetime in between the paper`s lines
I`m that quiet storm nigga who fight rhyme
P yea u heard of him but I ain`t concerned with them
nigga I pop more guns than u holdin them
make my rotweiller sons out and scold your men
unload ten in braw day light get right
fuck your life hop on my `98 dirt bike
u try to stop mines from growin
I make your blood stop flowin
take affirmative action to any ass if he ask it
I become the mack-10
you`s a dick blower tryin to speak the dun language
what the drilly with that though it ain`t bangin`
u hooked on mobb phonics infamous-bonics
lying to the pop dog like u got it
you ain`t wildin out for the night fish blower
rusty shank holder we live this shit

[Chorus]2X

[Havoc]
It`s the real shit nigga make u feel shit[the real......]
bump it in the clubs shit
have you wildin out when bump this[hip-hop.....]
drugs to your ear drum the raw uncut
have a nigga OD but it`s never enough

[Prodigy]
Ay yo the P rock 40 inch cables drinkin white label
my chain hang down to my dick my piece bang glass tables
diamonds and guns before the fame duke a nigga like me hold tecs
are you the same too
goin through the emotions of gun holdin
long shotguns down my pants leg limpin
Killa-B you still livin even my pops too he taught me how to
shoot when I was 7 yo
I used to bust shots crazy
I couldn`t even look because the loud sound used to scare me[POW!]
I love my pops for that I love my nigga E-Black
I`ll take the life of anyone who tryin to change what`s left
and then through all of that a nigga ain`t scared of death
all y`all brand new niggas just scared to death
I spent too many night sniffin` coke gettin` right
wastin` my life now I`m tryin to make things right
grand open some gates invest in the rap business
do things for the kids[the little duns]
build a jungle gym behind the crib so they can enjoy youth
CBRs,VCRs,ATV and big screen TVs nigga please
don`t make me have to risk my freedom
we spent our whole life for this
you`ll get your shit beat in.....[The real]

Chorus 1X

[Prodigy]
It go 1,2,3 to the 4th
that nigga P-double got that shit for y`all
people to rock to stirrin up pots of brew
in hell`s kitchen I`m chef the impossible
servin` hot plates all across the unified states
sit down and sup with top rap reps
all across we board move diligent
you better walk like nigga on the tight rope duke
infamous 1st infantry 1st division,4th mission
1st assignment give `em that shit they been missin
my new edition`s way bitchin` those that listen
get addicted to my diction fuck rhymes I write prescriptions
for your disease generic rap`s just not potent like P`s
1,100 ccs on the throttle I peel off chest naked on Katanas
spaghetti head mobb niggas is full bred full blown
militin tone I rock the skeleton bone
thirst for verses and thirst for worse beats
so I can put more product out on the street
get respect and love all across the board
we`ve been endured for keepin it raw
nothin less or more
I score everytime for sure
while the rest of y`all niggas just i`ll

Chorus 2X

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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: Mobb Deep - Quiet Storm (White Lines) [Prodigy] I put my lifetime in between the paper`s lines I`m that quiet storm nigga who fight rhyme P yea u heard of him but I ain`t concerned with them nigga I pop more guns than u holdin them make my rotweiller sons out and scold your men unload ten in braw day light get right fuck your life hop on my `98 dirt bike u try to stop mines from growin I make your blood stop flowin take affirmative action to any ass if he ask it I become the mack-10 you`s a dick blower tryin to speak the dun language what the drilly with that though it ain`t bangin` u hooked on mobb phonics infamous-bonics lying to the pop dog like u got it you ain`t wildin out for the night fish blower rusty shank holder we live this shit [Chorus]2X [Havoc] It`s the real shit nigga make u feel shit[the real......] bump it in the clubs shit have you wildin out when bump this[hip-hop.....] drugs to your ear drum the raw uncut have a nigga OD but it`s never enough [Prodigy] Ay yo the P rock 40 inch cables drinkin white label my chain hang down to my dick my piece bang glass tables diamonds and guns before the fame duke a nigga like me hold tecs are you the same too goin through the emotions of gun holdin long shotguns down my pants leg limpin Killa-B you still livin even my pops too he taught me how to shoot when I was 7 yo I used to bust shots crazy I couldn`t even look because the loud sound used to scare me[POW!] I love my pops for that I love my nigga E-Black I`ll take the life of anyone who tryin to change what`s left and then through all of that a nigga ain`t scared of death all y`all brand new niggas just scared to death I spent too many night sniffin` coke gettin` right wastin` my life now I`m tryin to make things right grand open some gates invest in the rap business do things for the kids[the little duns] build a jungle gym behind the crib so they can enjoy youth CBRs,VCRs,ATV and big screen TVs nigga please don`t make me have to risk my freedom we spent our whole life for this you`ll get your shit beat in.....[The real] Chorus 1X [Prodigy] It go 1,2,3 to the 4th that nigga P-double got that shit for y`all people to rock to stirrin up pots of brew in hell`s kitchen I`m chef the impossible servin` hot plates all across the unified states sit down and sup with top rap reps all across we board move diligent you better walk like nigga on the tight rope duke infamous 1st infantry 1st division,4th mission 1st assignment give `em that shit they been missin my new edition`s way bitchin` those that listen get addicted to my diction fuck rhymes I write prescriptions for your disease generic rap`s just not potent like P`s 1,100 ccs on the throttle I peel off chest naked on Katanas spaghetti head mobb niggas is full bred full blown militin tone I rock the skeleton bone thirst for verses and thirst for worse beats so I can put more product out on the street get respect and love all across the board we`ve been endured for keepin it raw nothin less or more I score everytime for sure while the rest of y`all niggas just i`ll Chorus 2X Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Quiet Storm (White Lines): http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/19116.html Все тексты песен: Mobb Deep » Mobb Deep - Shook Ones Pt Ii » Mobb Deep - Burn » Mobb Deep - Still Shinin` » Mobb Deep - G.O.D. Pt. III » Mobb Deep - Throw Ya Hands (In the Air) » Mobb Deep - Can`t Get Enough Of It » Mobb Deep - Live Foul » Mobb Deep - 1st InfantrySerious (The New Message) » Mobb Deep - Clap » Mobb Deep - Rare Species » Mobb Deep - Flavor for the Non Believes » Mobb Deep - Infamy » Mobb Deep - Q.U. Hectic » Mobb Deep - Survival of the Fittest » Mobb Deep - Hell On Earth » Mobb Deep - So Long » Mobb Deep - Get at Me » Mobb Deep - The Infamous » Mobb Deep - Sunset Park soundtrack » Mobb Deep - Juvenile Hell Рекомендуем скачать: » Ирина Аллегрова - Последнее танго в Париже » Игорь Белый - 32 августа » Игорь Михалёв - На посошок. Посвящение XV Грушинскому » Иван-Кайф - Кто-то » Игорь Андриенко - Будет еще один день » Игорь Михалёв - Не береди мне душу, песня... » Ирина Терентьева - Мы стояли рядом... » Игорь Белый - Хо » И.Богушевская - Шоу для тебя одной » Ирина Анциферова - По доске » Иван Кучин - Куст рябины » Игорь Бяльский - Групповой полет » Ирина Аллегрова - Именины черствые » Игорь Тальков - Бывший подъесаул » Игорь Андриенко - Глаза » Иван Конев - Ты любишь... » Ирина Анциферова - В предчувствии нового года » Иван Колечкин - Математик » Игорь Кузьмин - Дамен унд херрен... » Игорь Андриенко - Еще не все склевали вороны
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