Текст (слова) песни: M.O.P. - Handle UR Bizness

"(Damn! Rapid Firing Squad) Back at your ass again, nigga
(First Family)
World`s Famous. (Firing Squad) Look here."

Chorus: Lil` Fame (Billy Danze)

Its a (cold world) show nuf
Its on, its a (cold world)so bitch nigga dress warm
Slum ass wanna be hard ass nigga
Coldball butter-soft lard ass nigga
*repeat*

Verse One: Billy Danze

Niggaz waitin for my shit to drop
Because I show love to the true thugs on the back lot
Post up at the biggest crack spots
Raised around killers so eventually I popped shots
(Make em feel your real) Niggaz stop playin on the real
Fuck around you get your death wish from Bill(D-yea)
This cat sucker got the wrong idea
(He came a long damn way) How the hell you think I got here?
I learned to survive with illegal guns that know how to hide
Homicide ties, baby, yea, I dominates what you tryin to do
I wear my hat broke down and play the war when I`m sliding through
I gotta crew (Original Hilfiger)
Plus triggers and some of Brooklyn`s illest niggers
(Damn) I`m so deep in the game
I keep in touch with myself so I can feel the real niggaz pain
(I`ve been ya) Quick, I think there`s gonna be conflict
If I figure ya freakin the flip (Ya punk bitch!)
Leavin ya blind, thugs of my kind
Will dismantle your mind and shatter your damn spine It`s a...

Chorus

Verse 2: Lil` Fame

(Time flies) Slugs fly, people die (Damn)
Guerilla warfare all across the land
If they break the code of silence (leave em all dead)
And fools take a fall when I call (code red)
More people travellin, like immigrants
But on the low with the most dominant (most infinite)
Lost in your track so I act innocent
But on the low, I can act real motherfucking ignorant
Raised by an army of THUGS
who done it all from the smartest to the dumbest
And I, happen to be the youngest
Twenty-two years of being brave as a lion
And that`s, with or without the iron
Fools wanna (STRESS YA), then they wanna (TEST YA)
Then you gotta get your steel (Deal with the pressure)
I ain`t gotta teach a fucking family to bury me
You think your bullshit worry me?
Aiyo, I move quickly, but come across so humble
Fools be on point when its time for the rumble
W-O-M-A-C-K, (hit ya)
With the game plan that will twist ya, (mista)

Chorus

Verse 3

Billy Danze: We gonna put this bullshit to a cease
Hollering about peace; you in the belly of the fucking beast
I figured it out from the start
And since I laid my mother to rest
I been blessed with these cold heart
(If it ain`t our beef) Don`t touch
(If he`s against us) Fuck him, (If he ain`t with us) Fuck him
(We be aight, nigga) That`s right, nigga
(We tight, nigga) What`s more
(When we don`t like niggaz) We`ll invite niggaz to war

Lil` Fame: And believe we`ve got lead to give em
Thugs that perform massacres, like nazism
This living mechanism, study living to the end
Discombobulation, then I`m Gone With the Wind (begin)
My men been, through hard times
That`s what you find when you don`t do my family all kind
(Make moves) I`ma play the background when its gat time
I`ma hit you with the flatline

Chorus

*spoken over Fame yelling:*
Yeah, I`m done. You motherfuckers said you wanted to see me, right?
See me now, motherfuckers. See me now! I told you right? Bow! Bow!
Motherfuckers. I told you cold world motherfucker. Bow, motherfucker!
What you gotta say now, motherfucker? You a bad motherfucker?
Yeah, Hell yeah. Here I am now. Here I am! Oh, you wanna run?
Bow, motherfucker! I`ll see you at your funeral motherfucker
You better have your black suit on. Yeah (First Fam, nigga, for life)
Motherfucker. Aiyo, come on son.
*talkin fades*

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Все тексты песен: M.O.P.
» M.O.P. - Salute Part II
» M.O.P. - World Famous
» M.O.P. - Way of the World
» M.O.P. - Downtown Swinga `98
» M.O.P. - Firing Squad
» M.O.P. - Follow Instructions
» M.O.P. - Warriorz
» M.O.P. - Born 2 Kill
» M.O.P. - Blue Steel
» M.O.P. - Ride
» M.O.P. - Operation Lockdown
» M.O.P. - Brooklyn/Jersey Get Wild
» M.O.P. - First Family 4 Life
» M.O.P. - Cold as Ice
» M.O.P. - Everyday
» M.O.P. - G Building
» M.O.P. - Blood Sweat and Tears
» M.O.P. - I Luv
» M.O.P. - Move Something
» M.O.P. - Background Niggaz


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: M.O.P. - Handle UR Bizness "(Damn! Rapid Firing Squad) Back at your ass again, nigga (First Family) World`s Famous. (Firing Squad) Look here." Chorus: Lil` Fame (Billy Danze) Its a (cold world) show nuf Its on, its a (cold world)so bitch nigga dress warm Slum ass wanna be hard ass nigga Coldball butter-soft lard ass nigga repeat Verse One: Billy Danze Niggaz waitin for my shit to drop Because I show love to the true thugs on the back lot Post up at the biggest crack spots Raised around killers so eventually I popped shots (Make em feel your real) Niggaz stop playin on the real Fuck around you get your death wish from Bill(D-yea) This cat sucker got the wrong idea (He came a long damn way) How the hell you think I got here? I learned to survive with illegal guns that know how to hide Homicide ties, baby, yea, I dominates what you tryin to do I wear my hat broke down and play the war when I`m sliding through I gotta crew (Original Hilfiger) Plus triggers and some of Brooklyn`s illest niggers (Damn) I`m so deep in the game I keep in touch with myself so I can feel the real niggaz pain (I`ve been ya) Quick, I think there`s gonna be conflict If I figure ya freakin the flip (Ya punk bitch!) Leavin ya blind, thugs of my kind Will dismantle your mind and shatter your damn spine It`s a... Chorus Verse 2: Lil` Fame (Time flies) Slugs fly, people die (Damn) Guerilla warfare all across the land If they break the code of silence (leave em all dead) And fools take a fall when I call (code red) More people travellin, like immigrants But on the low with the most dominant (most infinite) Lost in your track so I act innocent But on the low, I can act real motherfucking ignorant Raised by an army of THUGS who done it all from the smartest to the dumbest And I, happen to be the youngest Twenty-two years of being brave as a lion And that`s, with or without the iron Fools wanna (STRESS YA), then they wanna (TEST YA) Then you gotta get your steel (Deal with the pressure) I ain`t gotta teach a fucking family to bury me You think your bullshit worry me? Aiyo, I move quickly, but come across so humble Fools be on point when its time for the rumble W-O-M-A-C-K, (hit ya) With the game plan that will twist ya, (mista) Chorus Verse 3 Billy Danze: We gonna put this bullshit to a cease Hollering about peace; you in the belly of the fucking beast I figured it out from the start And since I laid my mother to rest I been blessed with these cold heart (If it ain`t our beef) Don`t touch (If he`s against us) Fuck him, (If he ain`t with us) Fuck him (We be aight, nigga) That`s right, nigga (We tight, nigga) What`s more (When we don`t like niggaz) We`ll invite niggaz to war Lil` Fame: And believe we`ve got lead to give em Thugs that perform massacres, like nazism This living mechanism, study living to the end Discombobulation, then I`m Gone With the Wind (begin) My men been, through hard times That`s what you find when you don`t do my family all kind (Make moves) I`ma play the background when its gat time I`ma hit you with the flatline Chorus spoken over Fame yelling: Yeah, I`m done. You motherfuckers said you wanted to see me, right? See me now, motherfuckers. See me now! I told you right? Bow! Bow! Motherfuckers. I told you cold world motherfucker. Bow, motherfucker! What you gotta say now, motherfucker? You a bad motherfucker? Yeah, Hell yeah. Here I am now. Here I am! Oh, you wanna run? Bow, motherfucker! I`ll see you at your funeral motherfucker You better have your black suit on. Yeah (First Fam, nigga, for life) Motherfucker. Aiyo, come on son. talkin fades Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Handle UR Bizness: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/12951.html Все тексты песен: M.O.P. » M.O.P. - Salute Part II » M.O.P. - World Famous » M.O.P. - Way of the World » M.O.P. - Downtown Swinga `98 » M.O.P. - Firing Squad » M.O.P. - Follow Instructions » M.O.P. - Warriorz » M.O.P. - Born 2 Kill » M.O.P. - Blue Steel » M.O.P. - Ride » M.O.P. - Operation Lockdown » M.O.P. - Brooklyn/Jersey Get Wild » M.O.P. - First Family 4 Life » M.O.P. - Cold as Ice » M.O.P. - Everyday » M.O.P. - G Building » M.O.P. - Blood Sweat and Tears » M.O.P. - I Luv » M.O.P. - Move Something » M.O.P. - Background Niggaz Рекомендуем скачать: » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Костя Перестукин » Ольга Афраймович - Терновый куст (песня) » Ольга Арефьева - Дождик » Олег Лубягин - Это » Ольга Корницкая - Законная решимость пустоты!.. » Олег Литвиненко, Юрий Киселев - У хозяюшки судьбы... » Ольга Чикина - Я читала роман... » Олег Щетников - Желтое такси » Олег Шмаков - Жёлтый автобус, жёлтый автобус... » Олег Митяев - Август » Ольга Тишина - Марш психологов » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Замечательной души человек » Ольга Кузнецова - НОВОГОДНЯЯ » Олег Городецкий - Еще один монолог сумасшедшего » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Бледнолицый, как собака » Олег Задорожный - В Таврии есть деревья » Ольга Запрудина - И опять начинался день... » Олег Газманов - Дождись » Ольга Качанова - Ко мне охладели друзья... » Олег Литвиненко, Юрий Киселев - Баллада о первом выбитом молочном зубе
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