Текст (слова) песни: Big Kap Funkmaster Flex f The Murderers - The Tunnel

Everything yeah, yeah
What the fuck nigga
Ayyo dim the lights on my shit son
Yeah you heard, fuck that
For my nigga Flex

[Chorus]
It`s like that y`all (that y`all)
That y`all (that y`all)
That y`all (that y`all)
That y`all (that y`all)
It`s like that y`all (that y`all)
That y`all (that y`all)
That y`all, It`s murda

[Black Child]
Respect a thug, or accept a slug
Or accept the death of somebody you love
That`s the rules we live by, ways I kiss by
We all Murderers in the eyes of all ours
So when I pull a bubble up and back in your car
When I spit 16`s you gona wish they was sparks
Can you hold something, you can hold heat you can keep
Slugs in your sleep while I`m plugging your freak
I`m the thug of the week, the killer of the millenium
Spitting like mack 10 and a 9 ??
Blasting off like Flex on New Years
Who cares how many slugs y`all spit in the air
Niggaz over here got glock 19`s, P89`s, hollow points, and M16`s
357`s and mack11`s
We clap you come to the funeral...

[Tah Murdah]
Motherfucker if your holding them ?? nigga
Then I`d advise nigga, we rip the high niggas
Don`t matter the size niggaz
Ever since I popped up, alot of niggaz done got stuck
While I`m laying the cut, meant that`s rocked up
Believe it`s murda
Niggaz get popped up, burryed and chopped up
We don`t give a fuck if the cops get touched
A ?? and a baby blue drop
With a stash box holding a 5th and two glocks
And every 16 I spit I ??
And won`t stop firing, firing until I got, a 4 full of money
And playboy you bunny
Yo you get us a clip of hollow tip slugs from me
Bitch nigga, acting out the life of a thug money
I hustle and, grind those block for drug money
And make sure, kept counting every stack
We drop bombs like Flex and Big Kap

[CHORUS]
Fuck that
It`s like that y`all (that y`all)
That y`all (that y`all)
That y`all (that y`all)
That y`all (that y`all)
It`s like that y`all (that y`all)
That y`all (that y`all)
That y`all, It`s murda

[Ronni Bumps]
Oh why must children die,
I guess the lil` nigga want the peice of the pie, let `em die
Oh why must thug niggaz snitch
I guess the lil` nigga thought he`d get a lil` rich, lil` bitch
That`s why we don`t talk quick
Cause niggaz who talk quick get killed for the bricks
This is it, that`s why we walk with our guns
Cause those without guns get killed by guns

[Ronni Bumps]
?? the one that will kill you son
It`s the same where ever we from, it`s the slums
We spit guns, lay you down for the 1
I love when niggaz talk slick with they tounge
You ain`t buying no one, you talking shit
I`m from the place get killed for shit
So fuck where you from, better start from day 1
It`s amazing...

[Vita]
Murda mommy in every song
You was warned, should of listened when I told ya
It`s comming to a closeure
And almost over now
Go to war like a solider now
And you rat broads running my style, I`m shutting you down
From NY to LA,Vi-ta from Jersey
More of a bitch then a lady
Chase chips, slick bitch
With flows that`s sick, and it only gets worse...

[CHORUS]
Fuck that

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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: Big Kap Funkmaster Flex f The Murderers - The Tunnel Everything yeah, yeah What the fuck nigga Ayyo dim the lights on my shit son Yeah you heard, fuck that For my nigga Flex [Chorus] It`s like that y`all (that y`all) That y`all (that y`all) That y`all (that y`all) That y`all (that y`all) It`s like that y`all (that y`all) That y`all (that y`all) That y`all, It`s murda [Black Child] Respect a thug, or accept a slug Or accept the death of somebody you love That`s the rules we live by, ways I kiss by We all Murderers in the eyes of all ours So when I pull a bubble up and back in your car When I spit 16`s you gona wish they was sparks Can you hold something, you can hold heat you can keep Slugs in your sleep while I`m plugging your freak I`m the thug of the week, the killer of the millenium Spitting like mack 10 and a 9 ?? Blasting off like Flex on New Years Who cares how many slugs y`all spit in the air Niggaz over here got glock 19`s, P89`s, hollow points, and M16`s 357`s and mack11`s We clap you come to the funeral... [Tah Murdah] Motherfucker if your holding them ?? nigga Then I`d advise nigga, we rip the high niggas Don`t matter the size niggaz Ever since I popped up, alot of niggaz done got stuck While I`m laying the cut, meant that`s rocked up Believe it`s murda Niggaz get popped up, burryed and chopped up We don`t give a fuck if the cops get touched A ?? and a baby blue drop With a stash box holding a 5th and two glocks And every 16 I spit I ?? And won`t stop firing, firing until I got, a 4 full of money And playboy you bunny Yo you get us a clip of hollow tip slugs from me Bitch nigga, acting out the life of a thug money I hustle and, grind those block for drug money And make sure, kept counting every stack We drop bombs like Flex and Big Kap [CHORUS] Fuck that It`s like that y`all (that y`all) That y`all (that y`all) That y`all (that y`all) That y`all (that y`all) It`s like that y`all (that y`all) That y`all (that y`all) That y`all, It`s murda [Ronni Bumps] Oh why must children die, I guess the lil` nigga want the peice of the pie, let `em die Oh why must thug niggaz snitch I guess the lil` nigga thought he`d get a lil` rich, lil` bitch That`s why we don`t talk quick Cause niggaz who talk quick get killed for the bricks This is it, that`s why we walk with our guns Cause those without guns get killed by guns [Ronni Bumps] ?? the one that will kill you son It`s the same where ever we from, it`s the slums We spit guns, lay you down for the 1 I love when niggaz talk slick with they tounge You ain`t buying no one, you talking shit I`m from the place get killed for shit So fuck where you from, better start from day 1 It`s amazing... [Vita] Murda mommy in every song You was warned, should of listened when I told ya It`s comming to a closeure And almost over now Go to war like a solider now And you rat broads running my style, I`m shutting you down From NY to LA,Vi-ta from Jersey More of a bitch then a lady Chase chips, slick bitch With flows that`s sick, and it only gets worse... [CHORUS] Fuck that Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Tunnel: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/23228.html Все тексты песен: Big Kap Funkmaster Flex f The Murderers » Big Kap Funkmaster Flex f The Murderers - The Tunnel » Big Kap Funkmaster Flex f The Murderers - Live at the Tunnel Рекомендуем скачать: » Иван-Кайф - Света » Игорь Жук - Гусарский романс » Игорь Рабин - Песня о разменной монете » Илья Чёрт - Золотыми кольцами » Игорь Николаев - Холодные глаза » Игорь Андриенко - Песня Повелителя Снов » И.Салтыкова - Бегу за тобой » Игорь Кузьмин - Прощай, оружие » И.Билык - Любовь » Ирина Анциферова - Возвращение из путешествия » Иванушки International - Кукла » Илья Винник, Игорь Жук, Дмитрий Кимельфельд, Александр Цекало - Гимн Барзовки » Иван Кучин - Милая » Игорь Кузьмин - Выставка Ягуарменш » Инструкция по выживанию - Смерти нет » Ирина Аллегрова - Суженый мой » Игорь Белый - Сонет всячести » Инна Маликова - Кто был прав » Игорь Тальков - Памяти Виктора Цоя » Игорь Андриенко - Неудовлетворенность
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