Текст (слова) песни: Esham - Charlie Manson

I be the nigga with the 357 chrome plated,
America`s most player hated and frustrated,
Suicide`s still on my mind, I comteplated,
Murder more niggas, dead bodies, premeditated.
Born and brought up in Detroit street educated,
Everything I do in this life is still drug related.
Do my dirt by my lonely, so nigga I`m isolated,
Many motha fuckas wanna see me incarcerated.
Check the condition, stiff body in position,
Body bag bloody from my murder composition.
Nigga`s on suspendsion, get `em broke like New Edition.
Peep the transmission, from the street politician.
Pop, pop, pop, to the dome,
I fill my chrome,
Chrome still shinin` and I`m grinnin` cuz my mind gone.
Murder, murder, murder, is all I scream when I squeeze glocks,
Number one way to kill a thug when the slug`s hot,
I`m yellin` out die!

Die, die, die, die, die, die,
Die, die, die, die, die, die
I`m yellin` out die!
Die, die, die, die, die, die,
Die, die, die, die, die, die,
I`m yellin` out die!
Die, die, die, die, die, die,
Die, die, die, die, die, die,
I`m yellin` out die!
Die, die, die, die, die, die,
Die, die, die, die, die, die,

I come from the place where every nigga got a dope case,
Scrappin` for five dollas at night,
I hear nigga`s holla all in my head,
These bloody visions of my city streets,
That`s why when I roll keep the gat on the front seat.
Niggas`ll murder me if I let `em cuz they jealous, hoe,
Fuck what you heard, I be dope like a half a bird,
Schizophantic, manic, the shit is senseless,
All I wanna do is see you bleed, cuz I`m relentless.
The days of grace have long passed in the aftermath,
Wicketest ways, turn your cities into blood baths.
Manic depressive, I`m the nigga with the death wish,
Snitch on me I`ll put a slug in your esophagus.
Don`t fuck around if you can`t stand the consequence,
Detroit niggas`ll make your punk ass past tense.
All in my head, been suicidial since my date of birth,
Nigga`s been plottin` to murder me, but I murder first,
I`m yellin` out die!

Die, die, die, die, die, die,
Die, die, die, die, die, die
I`m yellin` out die!
Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
I`m yellin` out die!
Die, die, die, die, die, die,
Die, die, die, die, die, die,
I`m yellin` out die!
Die, die, die, die, die, die,
Die, die, die, die, die, die!

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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: Esham - Charlie Manson I be the nigga with the 357 chrome plated, America`s most player hated and frustrated, Suicide`s still on my mind, I comteplated, Murder more niggas, dead bodies, premeditated. Born and brought up in Detroit street educated, Everything I do in this life is still drug related. Do my dirt by my lonely, so nigga I`m isolated, Many motha fuckas wanna see me incarcerated. Check the condition, stiff body in position, Body bag bloody from my murder composition. Nigga`s on suspendsion, get `em broke like New Edition. Peep the transmission, from the street politician. Pop, pop, pop, to the dome, I fill my chrome, Chrome still shinin` and I`m grinnin` cuz my mind gone. Murder, murder, murder, is all I scream when I squeeze glocks, Number one way to kill a thug when the slug`s hot, I`m yellin` out die! Die, die, die, die, die, die, Die, die, die, die, die, die I`m yellin` out die! Die, die, die, die, die, die, Die, die, die, die, die, die, I`m yellin` out die! Die, die, die, die, die, die, Die, die, die, die, die, die, I`m yellin` out die! Die, die, die, die, die, die, Die, die, die, die, die, die, I come from the place where every nigga got a dope case, Scrappin` for five dollas at night, I hear nigga`s holla all in my head, These bloody visions of my city streets, That`s why when I roll keep the gat on the front seat. Niggas`ll murder me if I let `em cuz they jealous, hoe, Fuck what you heard, I be dope like a half a bird, Schizophantic, manic, the shit is senseless, All I wanna do is see you bleed, cuz I`m relentless. The days of grace have long passed in the aftermath, Wicketest ways, turn your cities into blood baths. Manic depressive, I`m the nigga with the death wish, Snitch on me I`ll put a slug in your esophagus. Don`t fuck around if you can`t stand the consequence, Detroit niggas`ll make your punk ass past tense. All in my head, been suicidial since my date of birth, Nigga`s been plottin` to murder me, but I murder first, I`m yellin` out die! Die, die, die, die, die, die, Die, die, die, die, die, die I`m yellin` out die! Die, die, die, die, die, die Die, die, die, die, die, die I`m yellin` out die! Die, die, die, die, die, die, Die, die, die, die, die, die, I`m yellin` out die! Die, die, die, die, die, die, Die, die, die, die, die, die! Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Charlie Manson: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/104/1/11297.html Все тексты песен: Esham » Esham - Thinking to Myself » Esham - All of My Life » Esham - Whoa » Esham - Hellterskkkelter » Esham - Would You Die 4 Me » Esham - Any Style You Want » Esham - My Homie Got Shot » Esham - Slow Motion » Esham - How Do I Plead to Homicide » Esham - I`d Rather Be Dead » Esham - Woo Woo Woo Woo » Esham - Soopa Doopa » Esham - Premature Ejaculation » Esham - Kissing Bandit » Esham - Stop Diggin on Da D-L » Esham - Mr. Negetivity » Esham - My 9 Rhymes » Esham - You Betta Ask Somebody » Esham - As I Rock-N-Roll » Esham - Cross My Heart Рекомендуем скачать: » Олег Медведев - Графиня » О.Орлова - Услышь меня » Ольга Залесская - Фаворитка короля » Ольга Арефьева (Ковчег) - Сделай что-нибудь » Ольга Чикина - Лётчица » Ольга Залесская - Шахматы » Олег Митяев - Небесный калькулятор » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Очнулись » Огонек Катя - Волчица » Олег Литвиненко, Юрий Киселев - Облетает свет лунных фонарей... » Олег Литвиненко, Шухрат Хусаинов - Как птица бросается в пропасть... » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Мракобес » Ольга Арефьева (Ковчег) - Ангел смерти » Ольга Запрудина - Я иду под листьев шорох... » Ольга Аникина - Город мой (цикл Город) » Ольга Абрамова - Среди дней угорелых обеднел белый свет... » Олег Городецкий - Еще ты видишь вечер и туман... » Олег Бурцев - Памяти Галича (80 лет) » Ольга Чикина - Ковер » Ольга Ясюкович - ПРО МАЧО
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