Текст (слова) песни: Daz Dillinger - Oh No

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 motherfuckers cords

Me, were going back for you to say that

Prepare for battle, load the narrator with pay back

Knowing where you motherfuckers rest and hang at

Im in long beach, where the gangbangers hang at

Dont want more static, or panic, were packing gats

And asking for shit, nigga, cause were blasting

See, were 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

Im the one they love to hate with a passion

I packs a blue steel, filled with skilled raps, blast it

Mcs get dealt with, my microphones my third partner

Heat seeking like a missile when I drop ya

Style is proper, my execution-style of rapping

Im packing a rap while you say "why, whats happening? "

My mind is going deep, like money mister, doing all

You couldnt see me with a crystal ball, yall

Its critical, Im thinking of a masterplan

Come out with your shit man, Im 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

Its 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 dont want none

Why do we bang?

Why do we bang for a living? we just dont know

Now its time to serve yall 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

Im hard to outrun, and wont be outdone

I hate fake take away motherfuckers

I come up from the slums and I run, motherfuckers

No other than the gang, its 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 theyve been known to choke

Like malone, be gone when the playoffs come

But ima stay off one, liable to spray off some

Ammunition, I handle missions one on one

Niggaz, come on, come and get their (? ? ? ) done

Im the cannibal, the hannibal lector of rap

A nigga steps up wack, and gets a setup-tax

Were the gang, and were mashing, blast to maintain

Were the kings in the game, and things aint 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 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 motherfuckers cords Me, were going back for you to say that Prepare for battle, load the narrator with pay back Knowing where you motherfuckers rest and hang at Im in long beach, where the gangbangers hang at Dont want more static, or panic, were packing gats And asking for shit, nigga, cause were blasting See, were 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 Im the one they love to hate with a passion I packs a blue steel, filled with skilled raps, blast it Mcs get dealt with, my microphones my third partner Heat seeking like a missile when I drop ya Style is proper, my execution-style of rapping Im packing a rap while you say "why, whats happening? " My mind is going deep, like money mister, doing all You couldnt see me with a crystal ball, yall Its critical, Im thinking of a masterplan Come out with your shit man, Im 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 Its 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 dont want none Why do we bang? Why do we bang for a living? we just dont know Now its time to serve yall 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 Im hard to outrun, and wont be outdone I hate fake take away motherfuckers I come up from the slums and I run, motherfuckers No other than the gang, its 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 theyve been known to choke Like malone, be gone when the playoffs come But ima stay off one, liable to spray off some Ammunition, I handle missions one on one Niggaz, come on, come and get their (? ? ? ) done Im the cannibal, the hannibal lector of rap A nigga steps up wack, and gets a setup-tax Were the gang, and were mashing, blast to maintain Were the kings in the game, and things aint to change Chorus (2x) Oh no... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Oh No: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/15476.html Все тексты песен: Daz Dillinger » Daz Dillinger - Your Girlfriend » Daz Dillinger - All Night Long » Daz Dillinger - I`ll Beacho Azz » Daz Dillinger - It Might Sound Crazy » Daz Dillinger - Now Dat`s Gangsta » Daz Dillinger - The Ultimate Come Up » Daz Dillinger - Only for U » Daz Dillinger - Itz All About That Money » Daz Dillinger - Load Up » Daz Dillinger - Initiated » Daz Dillinger - Baby Mama Drama » Daz Dillinger - Playa Partners » Daz Dillinger - Oh No » Daz Dillinger - In California » Daz Dillinger - Playa Partners » Daz Dillinger - O. G. » Daz Dillinger - My Mama Said » Daz Dillinger - Baby Mama Drama » Daz Dillinger - On tha Grind » Daz Dillinger - Keep it Gangsta (Remix) Рекомендуем скачать: » Успенская Люба - Зачем играешь ты со мной » Умка и Броневичок - Девочка с бородой » Устинов Юрий - Предземье » Уматурман - Ты далеко » Умка и Броневичок - 11000 жизней » Ундервуд - Джанки-Джанкой » Умка и Броневичок - Я изменила себе » Устинов Юрий - Спокоен дремлющий рассвет » Ундервуд - Девушка с веслом » Успенская Люба - Гитара » Успенская Люба - Мужики » Устинов Юрий - Тихо и без боли » Устинов Юрий - Тук- Тук- Тук » Умка и Броневичок - Кто дружит с музыкантами » Урфин Джюс - Homo superior » Устинов Юрий - О том, как исчезли паруса » Успенская Люба - Бродяга » Утесов Леонид - Лейся, песня » Умка и Броневичок - Хочется всего » Устинов Юрий - Ты слышишь печальный напев кабестана?
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