Текст (слова) песни: The Prophet Posse - Orange Mound

Chorus x4
Orange mound nigga orange mound
Orange mound nigga then we gonna turn it out

Mafia is what I claim
O-D-P is where I dwell
M-town with a prophet mind
To make you will live in hell
Stickin` to my plan
Deep in evil land
paper chasin` money freaks
Make em` chrome
Move it watch my murder rate (quickly increase x2)
Teh god god is on my (??)
Like a (shadow master x2)
Beat through your windows
On the news I`m labelled child molester
But I`m just another orange mound nigga that you love to hate
Slowly risin` to the top and fuck what a nigga say
Niggas ain`t shit but a nit from a monkey`s dick
Slapin` on bananas with no peel bitch
Feel this
Mafia, picture from the mountain of doom
Causein` much distruction
Check your heart
Because it`s (full of doom x2)
Hennesy will thinks??
For the once you love to (talk shit x2)
Dislocate your arm and make you do the bank head bounce bitch
By this N-Y-P
Never be flippin this record
Controllin` the end of the mally mally
When you hear it and feel what you playin`
You ain`t nothin` but costly hoes
What you nine

Chorus x4

We comin`
We comin` to invade your motherfuckin` home
Can`t nobody save you bitch because we know you all alone
Phone lines cut
You been a real or chump up with this click
Shouldn`t of ran your mouth because your mouth gets you in trouble trick
Talkin` shit I would not recommend for you to do my nit
Prophet runnin` over suckas tryin` to get a fuckin` gig
What I say is real
You don`t have to fear or feel me
When you cross you take a loss
That`s when you have to deal with me
Callin` me but did ever before because you know we got to rise t-o-p
Quick to make my pocket fatter
And then I got to make a plan to abort my case
Prophet bitch are down because it`s written all over your fuckin` face
I touch ya 4-4-4
Never test a lonesome child
O-N-P what I be throwin` throught the crowd buck wild
Let me get my porno clothes
And my point has just bee said
And I know your ass scared bitch
Cause piss runnin` down your (leg x3)

Chorus x4
Orange mound...till fade

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» The Prophet Posse - Orange Mound
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» The Prophet Posse - Nothin` But Pimp Shit
» The Prophet Posse - Murderer, Robber


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: The Prophet Posse - Orange Mound Chorus x4 Orange mound nigga orange mound Orange mound nigga then we gonna turn it out Mafia is what I claim O-D-P is where I dwell M-town with a prophet mind To make you will live in hell Stickin` to my plan Deep in evil land paper chasin` money freaks Make em` chrome Move it watch my murder rate (quickly increase x2) Teh god god is on my (??) Like a (shadow master x2) Beat through your windows On the news I`m labelled child molester But I`m just another orange mound nigga that you love to hate Slowly risin` to the top and fuck what a nigga say Niggas ain`t shit but a nit from a monkey`s dick Slapin` on bananas with no peel bitch Feel this Mafia, picture from the mountain of doom Causein` much distruction Check your heart Because it`s (full of doom x2) Hennesy will thinks?? For the once you love to (talk shit x2) Dislocate your arm and make you do the bank head bounce bitch By this N-Y-P Never be flippin this record Controllin` the end of the mally mally When you hear it and feel what you playin` You ain`t nothin` but costly hoes What you nine Chorus x4 We comin` We comin` to invade your motherfuckin` home Can`t nobody save you bitch because we know you all alone Phone lines cut You been a real or chump up with this click Shouldn`t of ran your mouth because your mouth gets you in trouble trick Talkin` shit I would not recommend for you to do my nit Prophet runnin` over suckas tryin` to get a fuckin` gig What I say is real You don`t have to fear or feel me When you cross you take a loss That`s when you have to deal with me Callin` me but did ever before because you know we got to rise t-o-p Quick to make my pocket fatter And then I got to make a plan to abort my case Prophet bitch are down because it`s written all over your fuckin` face I touch ya 4-4-4 Never test a lonesome child O-N-P what I be throwin` throught the crowd buck wild Let me get my porno clothes And my point has just bee said And I know your ass scared bitch Cause piss runnin` down your (leg x3) Chorus x4 Orange mound...till fade Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Orange Mound: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/12871.html Все тексты песен: The Prophet Posse » The Prophet Posse - Triple Six Club House » The Prophet Posse - Turn Into Killaz » The Prophet Posse - Orange Mound » The Prophet Posse - Left Him Dead » The Prophet Posse - Notha Nigga Car/Clothes » The Prophet Posse - Nothin` But Pimp Shit » The Prophet Posse - Murderer, Robber Рекомендуем скачать: » Blackfoot - Teenage Idol » B.G. - I Know » Brady Paul - The Island » Blues Traveler - Carolina Blues » Bay Laurel - On The Verge » Broadcast - Unchanging Window » Brian Eno - The Fat Lady of Limbourgh » Beatles - come together2 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Blackmores Night - Spanish Nights (i Remember It Well) » Bob Seger - Old Time Rock Roll » Billy Burnette - I Don`t Know Why » born against - 7 Jock Gestapo » blood for blood - `Ya Still A Paper Gangster » Beatles - hard days night2 \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Beatles - Girl » Backstreet Boys - Shape of my heart » Billie Holiday - I Love My Man » Babyface - The Lover in Me » Behemoth - Satan`s Sword (i Have Become) » Bif Naked - You Got The Job
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