Текст (слова) песни: Brotha Lynch Hung f D-Dubb - Legal Dope Compilation

Chorus(Lynch and D-Dubb)4x
I re-fuse to lose
Fuck them 22`s
I got an AP 10 and a throwaway Tech 9
So you know you can`t fuck with mine

(Verse1)
(Lynch)
If I was standing in the dark letting my nine spark
(D-Dub)
Maybe in the morning, motherfuckers might feel me yet
(Lynch)
It`s that nine tech nigga that got them motherfuckers tore up
As I smash of in a seven deuce cut, you holding your gut
Talking about
(D-Dub and Lynch)
What the fuck you smoking on?
(Lynch)
All dome as the chronics got me gone
Nigga it`s on
On `til the slugs come out
(D-Dub)
At night I do my murder red rum so tight
(Lynch)
I`ts the third strike nigga
So now I`m aiming up at your dome
`Bout to make your brain split and hit the Fleetwood Brome
I`m like Richard Chase, mixed with Al Capone
If you want some ripgut shit nigga
Yeah, I got it sewn
So bone to the crib, or get your wig split fool, with the tech chrome
And say the alphabet backwards fast or find you a brand new dome
A criminal minded nigga that gots tefs in his nine
So head to the East side, `cause it`s red rum time, nigga

Chorus 4x

(Verse2)
Nigga, it`s that-Sac of Indo-Killafornia State of mind
Where niggas put their gangster gear on, and bend corners
In a Chev 69
Wire rims
You can`t see
With their neighborhood flags and their black Carthart beenie
I`m like Genie
As I swoop through the hood and get up to no good
And I wish you would
Test my tech, `cause nigga, it loves to take out necks
And empty backs out, so I max out
350 on the black top
More smoke than chronic smoking
Loced out sherm, classic perm
In my ashtray, there`s always a roach
Hit the left lane in case one times approach
I got, 5 warrants and some `89 tags
17 in the clip of my, auto mag
I`ts sad
I gotta watch my back, `cause these niggas wanna throw me up in a black
leather sack, and throw me over their back
But fuck that
Why you think I got extended clips
`Cause I`m so high, most of the time
I just can`t miss, nigga

Chorus 4x

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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: Brotha Lynch Hung f D-Dubb - Legal Dope Compilation Chorus(Lynch and D-Dubb)4x I re-fuse to lose Fuck them 22`s I got an AP 10 and a throwaway Tech 9 So you know you can`t fuck with mine (Verse1) (Lynch) If I was standing in the dark letting my nine spark (D-Dub) Maybe in the morning, motherfuckers might feel me yet (Lynch) It`s that nine tech nigga that got them motherfuckers tore up As I smash of in a seven deuce cut, you holding your gut Talking about (D-Dub and Lynch) What the fuck you smoking on? (Lynch) All dome as the chronics got me gone Nigga it`s on On `til the slugs come out (D-Dub) At night I do my murder red rum so tight (Lynch) I`ts the third strike nigga So now I`m aiming up at your dome `Bout to make your brain split and hit the Fleetwood Brome I`m like Richard Chase, mixed with Al Capone If you want some ripgut shit nigga Yeah, I got it sewn So bone to the crib, or get your wig split fool, with the tech chrome And say the alphabet backwards fast or find you a brand new dome A criminal minded nigga that gots tefs in his nine So head to the East side, `cause it`s red rum time, nigga Chorus 4x (Verse2) Nigga, it`s that-Sac of Indo-Killafornia State of mind Where niggas put their gangster gear on, and bend corners In a Chev 69 Wire rims You can`t see With their neighborhood flags and their black Carthart beenie I`m like Genie As I swoop through the hood and get up to no good And I wish you would Test my tech, `cause nigga, it loves to take out necks And empty backs out, so I max out 350 on the black top More smoke than chronic smoking Loced out sherm, classic perm In my ashtray, there`s always a roach Hit the left lane in case one times approach I got, 5 warrants and some `89 tags 17 in the clip of my, auto mag I`ts sad I gotta watch my back, `cause these niggas wanna throw me up in a black leather sack, and throw me over their back But fuck that Why you think I got extended clips `Cause I`m so high, most of the time I just can`t miss, nigga Chorus 4x Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Legal Dope Compilation: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/25557.html Все тексты песен: Brotha Lynch Hung f D-Dubb » Brotha Lynch Hung f D-Dubb - Legal Dope Compilation » Brotha Lynch Hung f D-Dubb - Everywhere I Go » Brotha Lynch Hung f D-Dubb - Refuce 2 Looze Рекомендуем скачать: » Jaimeson - Say Anything » Jethro Tull - Roll Yer Own » Jay-Z - Stick 2 the Script » Jill Scott - One Time » Joey Mcintyre - With A Girl Like You (One Night Part 2) » james - shes a star \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » John Mayer - Why Georgia » John Entwistle - Young Man Blues » Juvenile - Livin in the Projects » Jermaine Dupri - It`s Nothing » Jaguar Wright - Same Sht Different Day (Part 1) » Jay-Z f Paul Anka - The Blueprint 2: The Gift & the Curse » jones george - drive me to drink \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Joey Chavez f Evidence - People & Places 12" » John Entwistle - Back On The Road » Ja rule - Only Begotten Son » Jane`s addiction - Ted, Just Admit It… » Jay-Z - Anything » Junior Eurovision Song Contest - Belgium: Lindsay » Jewel - Grey Matter
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