Текст (слова) песни: Gangsta Boo - Kill, Kill, Kill, Murder, Murder, Murder

Chorus x2
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
40-40 cal, watch a nigga hurt a
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
40 fuckin` cal, watch a nigga hurta

(Gangsta Boo)
On the other side of town
Blake Haven bound
Where I`m found
Ain`t nobody bloody
Angels sayin`, must be hell bound
Everybody on that liqour
Bangsta Boo is right up with ya
Can`t you see your picked a picture perfect
Now it`s time to get you
Come with me
So you can see the side
Of the dark niggas
Claimin` hard
Be left with body parts in the yard
Bitch I got you scared
Unless you prepared to take the test
Hope you study hard
When this go fly through your fuckin` vest
Never be as clever as I
I`m on the level come high
High till the day that I die
Or will you kiss me good bye
I`m bout it, whatever bitch
You wanna get some of this
You be the one that get your ass kicked
Quick in the dick
I`ll put your ass inn a trunk
In the city of bump
I might not lock up the door
Blaze a crystal blunt
I`m in the studio loot
Doin` a race on this track
Some with me (??)
I got it locked like that

Chorus x2

I got this shit locked tight
Ain`t no keepin` me out
You cannot see is
So when I tell you somethin` bitch
You best believe it
I swear you shouldn`t battle with me
I`m like a pimple
I pop up out of no where
On your ass so simple
I`m laid back on this track
I figure you feelin` nigga
Throw your setts in the air (throw your setts in the air)
Scrip your killas and killas
About your dealas on the block
Makin` money that`s right
About the ladies on the real lookin` for a late night
Don`t be surprised when you see me
Cause I (??) at the world
To all you top notch niggas
Or material girls
They call me lady maybe baby
I gets jiggy with mine
I`m feelin` fine on the rise
Prophet Posse behind
I`m 18 98 flowin` all of my flows
So bitch imagine how I sound
When I`m 20 years old
We so so def like Jermaine
But bitch we tearin` it up
The number one hit song
Of the banned and closed

Chorus

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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: Gangsta Boo - Kill, Kill, Kill, Murder, Murder, Murder Chorus x2 Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder 40-40 cal, watch a nigga hurt a Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder 40 fuckin` cal, watch a nigga hurta (Gangsta Boo) On the other side of town Blake Haven bound Where I`m found Ain`t nobody bloody Angels sayin`, must be hell bound Everybody on that liqour Bangsta Boo is right up with ya Can`t you see your picked a picture perfect Now it`s time to get you Come with me So you can see the side Of the dark niggas Claimin` hard Be left with body parts in the yard Bitch I got you scared Unless you prepared to take the test Hope you study hard When this go fly through your fuckin` vest Never be as clever as I I`m on the level come high High till the day that I die Or will you kiss me good bye I`m bout it, whatever bitch You wanna get some of this You be the one that get your ass kicked Quick in the dick I`ll put your ass inn a trunk In the city of bump I might not lock up the door Blaze a crystal blunt I`m in the studio loot Doin` a race on this track Some with me (??) I got it locked like that Chorus x2 I got this shit locked tight Ain`t no keepin` me out You cannot see is So when I tell you somethin` bitch You best believe it I swear you shouldn`t battle with me I`m like a pimple I pop up out of no where On your ass so simple I`m laid back on this track I figure you feelin` nigga Throw your setts in the air (throw your setts in the air) Scrip your killas and killas About your dealas on the block Makin` money that`s right About the ladies on the real lookin` for a late night Don`t be surprised when you see me Cause I (??) at the world To all you top notch niggas Or material girls They call me lady maybe baby I gets jiggy with mine I`m feelin` fine on the rise Prophet Posse behind I`m 18 98 flowin` all of my flows So bitch imagine how I sound When I`m 20 years old We so so def like Jermaine But bitch we tearin` it up The number one hit song Of the banned and closed Chorus Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Kill, Kill, Kill, Murder, Murder, Murder: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/106/1/8154.html Все тексты песен: Gangsta Boo » Gangsta Boo - Enquiring Minds » Gangsta Boo - Kill, Kill, Kill, Murder, Murder, Murder » Gangsta Boo - Love Don`t Live » Gangsta Boo - This Is Personal » Gangsta Boo - Wut U Niggas Want » Gangsta Boo - Suck A Little Dick » Gangsta Boo - Dont Stand So Close » Gangsta Boo - Life in The Metro » Gangsta Boo - Nasty Trick » Gangsta Boo - Hard Not to Kill » Gangsta Boo - Only You » Gangsta Boo - I`ll Be the Other Woman » Gangsta Boo - Don`t Stand So Close `2001` f/ Three 6 M » Gangsta Boo - Can I Get Paid » Gangsta Boo - Fuck You » Gangsta Boo - High Off That Weed » Gangsta Boo - Oh No » Gangsta Boo - Love Don`t Live » Gangsta Boo - Be Real » Gangsta Boo - Da Ones Close, Know Most Рекомендуем скачать: » Елена Фролова - Сонетик » Евгений Клячкин - Путь домой » Егор и опизденевшие - Иваново детство » Ефим Ташлицкий - Я околдован тайной бытия... » Евгения Голосовская - Вот и лето ушло на покой... » Евгений Исакевич - Праздник » Егор летов - Никто не хотел умирать » Евгений Исакевич - Новогоднее пожелание » Елена Фролова - О, моя далекая... » Елена Квасницкая - Зима » Евгения Козина - Пьеретта » Евгений Клячкин - Письма римскому другу » Елена Гурфинкель - Дураки » Елена Фролова - Пять » Евгений Осин - Не верю (но я не верю) » Елена Казанцева - Мои слова » Елена Гурфинкель - Подарила мне мама двенадцать лампад... » Екатерина Барановская - В миру твердят о земных грехах... » Елена Фролова - Бузина » Евгений Романов - Чеширская кошка
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