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Текст (слова) песни: Kane and Abel - Quick 2 Buss

[Verse 1]
We Most Wanted, strictly seasoned the premises
Twenties this nemesis sent first to finish shit
Been in this state of mind, since I was bout 8 or 9
Baby you can do it, take ya time
With pity mind you`ll find ya future lookin` dim
Red ants don`t put in the work, we puttin` in
I`m swishin` that trey eight to ya face, play with my cape
I`m a half a day late and all ya people gotta vacate
Or face the fury of a two nigga jury
That`s gon` handle ya hard and bury ya in a hurry
Do you wanna see, ya must trust
Cause you can`t apologize enough to make ya sorry as ya gonna be
Me, East Coast born but Down South raised
A wild nigga that they just can`t phase alright
And I`ma go off all night
Like a dope fiend, baby I`m crazy and all hype
Ya made it a dog fight
And fightin` a pit bull
I lock on a nigga by the throat till I get full
I wish a bitch would come at me crooked
I slapped the pistol out the hand of this gun happy rookie

[Hook]
I`m quick to buss, speak a lil` louder, nigga what
Shit like that can get cha` touched
No mask on, it was us, we murderers

[Verse 2]
I`m bustin` the dope with my flashlight, it`s gon` be alright
Say ya gotta problem with me, we settle this beef tonight
See this knife in my hand, no it`s not for show
And this playin where I`m stayin` gots to go
You gots to know I ain`t a ho
And I`m down to prove it
Even if I have to put cha` in the ground to do it
Come around me stupid
I`m quick to get cho` fuckin` mind right
When I`m firin` ain`t no time for no hind sight
Fuck a, fuck a, fuck a pussy bitch in this mother
They beg when they suffer but tell that to the fish in the gutter
Nigga, my mind is focused and my patience short
I`ll bust the locest nigga with chu` as I`m takin` his heart
I`m facing the thought, it`s hard to put ya finger on me
But I`m ready for war so you can bring it on me
See me only with my twin, walkin` with a suitcase
Two head, four eyes, killin` niggas, tossin` dimes, two face

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
Oh you`s a dead man walkin` talkin` that shit to me
What I hit chu` with gon` do more than split cha` teeth
We disagree, then fuck, ya dig, it let`s part ways
Cause money has strange ways, I`m splittin` abruptly
We don`t take no off playas
24-7 mashin` niggas what`s happenin`
I`m fixin` to go back and blast em`
Takin` my action, in my own fuckin` hands
Fuck playin with these children, I`m a grown fuckin` man
Understand, we holdin` our weight around snakes
Two small ass niggas with two big as plates
It takes more than an army to stop me
Cause I be bustin` busters gone till they knock the brains off me
Stop these niggas, they do it cause they bitches
And I do them with the quickness and they ain`t witness
Vicious, a slangin` every day rider that`s on chrome
And I don`t compromise what mighty gone, our money on

[Hook x2]

[Kane & Abel ad-libs to fade]

 

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