Текст (слова) песни: M.O.P. - Stick To Ya Gunz

Calling the police calling the G men
Calling all americans to war on the underworld

All I need is money and I`m getting that money tonight

Verse One: Lil` Fame

Let`s take a slide through the ill side of town with this B Boy
Watch out for Jake snakes and decoys
The streets keep you p noid
Everyday`s a new game we do thangs for new thangs
This kid got stopped for like three G`s and two chains
Yo, I know about these streets I was raised in
In my crib I heard villians outside blazin
Mad shots was poppin and, I see visions of droppin men
Five minutes later some nigga was sprawled out on Hopkinson
That`s why this +Downtown Swinga+
Ruckus bringa be packin bangers
that make your whole shit out of clothes hangers
It`s only one life to give in, get in where ya fit in
The fo`-fo` will cold push ya shit in
So keep ya gun breezed for fuckin with these New York Desperadoes
We`ll bust open your head like avocadoes
Heavy artillery in my facility
For you snake ass ones I stick to my gunz

Chorus:

Yo what up? Ain`t nothin; is it real? Yeah son
What`s todays mathematics nigga? Stick to ya gunz!
What`s the word? Ain`t nothin; is it real? Yeah son
What`s todays knowledge of self? Stick to ya gunz!

Verse Two: Billy Danze

The most beautifullest thing in the world is a fo`-fo` Desert Eagle
Nigga, THAT SHIT IS DIESEL!!
Lethal hollow point slugs bust through any object
Squeeze it at rapid fire, clear the whole projects
I ain`t gonna be beefin or eyein you
Silently I move violently
Me, ain`t no reliable see
I been chasin and lacin tough guys for days
Findin ways to erase em, and blaze em in the grave
If it happen the squad`s cappin, I`m in the mix
And i`d rather be touched by twelve, than laid by six
My kind, on the front line still standin
Mr. Billy Danze, and I`ll work you with a mini cannon
Holdin it down it`s the drama lord
So you riff, you be lift and laid stiff as a fuckin board
Firin squad, niggaz on the run
Get props from top notch niggaz that ill bill, stick to they guns

Chorus: repeat 2X

Verse Three: Kool G. Rap

Aiyyo, I represent Queens, on crime scenes a murder machine
Put M-16`s in niggaz spleens
So head for the hills, nigga cause when I get ill
it`s blood spilled for real
I aim my fuckin steel and shoot to kill
So grab your bodyshield get ready for the dustin
The biscuit that I`m clutchin
Puffin like cess but that`s the fuckin dutchman
Buckin at all you sucka cluckin niggaz that want the ruckus
We`ll be three niggaz who`s clappin but we ain`t applaudin you motherfuckers
Keep my mack hid up under back, two shots to crack lids
Ain`t gotta go rush to Toys R Us to get you Cabbage Patch Kids
Once I let the laser beams gleam and the red dots are seen,
Your whole team is gettin blown to smithereens
Queens on the motherfuckin map nigga we stay strapped
In fact I let a AK cap push your toupee back
Runnin with mad sons gunnin shit up and leave your hit up for the funds
Niggaz better stick to they guns

Chorus: repeat 2X

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» M.O.P. - Everyday
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» M.O.P. - Operation Lockdown
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» M.O.P. - New Jack City
» M.O.P. - Pounds Up
» M.O.P. - Face Off


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. - Stick To Ya Gunz Calling the police calling the G men Calling all americans to war on the underworld All I need is money and I`m getting that money tonight Verse One: Lil` Fame Let`s take a slide through the ill side of town with this B Boy Watch out for Jake snakes and decoys The streets keep you p noid Everyday`s a new game we do thangs for new thangs This kid got stopped for like three G`s and two chains Yo, I know about these streets I was raised in In my crib I heard villians outside blazin Mad shots was poppin and, I see visions of droppin men Five minutes later some nigga was sprawled out on Hopkinson That`s why this +Downtown Swinga+ Ruckus bringa be packin bangers that make your whole shit out of clothes hangers It`s only one life to give in, get in where ya fit in The fo`-fo` will cold push ya shit in So keep ya gun breezed for fuckin with these New York Desperadoes We`ll bust open your head like avocadoes Heavy artillery in my facility For you snake ass ones I stick to my gunz Chorus: Yo what up? Ain`t nothin; is it real? Yeah son What`s todays mathematics nigga? Stick to ya gunz! What`s the word? Ain`t nothin; is it real? Yeah son What`s todays knowledge of self? Stick to ya gunz! Verse Two: Billy Danze The most beautifullest thing in the world is a fo`-fo` Desert Eagle Nigga, THAT SHIT IS DIESEL!! Lethal hollow point slugs bust through any object Squeeze it at rapid fire, clear the whole projects I ain`t gonna be beefin or eyein you Silently I move violently Me, ain`t no reliable see I been chasin and lacin tough guys for days Findin ways to erase em, and blaze em in the grave If it happen the squad`s cappin, I`m in the mix And i`d rather be touched by twelve, than laid by six My kind, on the front line still standin Mr. Billy Danze, and I`ll work you with a mini cannon Holdin it down it`s the drama lord So you riff, you be lift and laid stiff as a fuckin board Firin squad, niggaz on the run Get props from top notch niggaz that ill bill, stick to they guns Chorus: repeat 2X Verse Three: Kool G. Rap Aiyyo, I represent Queens, on crime scenes a murder machine Put M-16`s in niggaz spleens So head for the hills, nigga cause when I get ill it`s blood spilled for real I aim my fuckin steel and shoot to kill So grab your bodyshield get ready for the dustin The biscuit that I`m clutchin Puffin like cess but that`s the fuckin dutchman Buckin at all you sucka cluckin niggaz that want the ruckus We`ll be three niggaz who`s clappin but we ain`t applaudin you motherfuckers Keep my mack hid up under back, two shots to crack lids Ain`t gotta go rush to Toys R Us to get you Cabbage Patch Kids Once I let the laser beams gleam and the red dots are seen, Your whole team is gettin blown to smithereens Queens on the motherfuckin map nigga we stay strapped In fact I let a AK cap push your toupee back Runnin with mad sons gunnin shit up and leave your hit up for the funds Niggaz better stick to they guns Chorus: repeat 2X Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Stick To Ya Gunz: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/12975.html Все тексты песен: M.O.P. » M.O.P. - Warriorz » M.O.P. - Drama Lord » M.O.P. - Salute » M.O.P. - Firing Squad » M.O.P. - Blue Steel » M.O.P. - Calm Down » M.O.P. - Down 4 Whateva » M.O.P. - Guns N Roses » M.O.P. - Breakin` The Rules » M.O.P. - G Building » M.O.P. - Stompdashitoutu » M.O.P. - First Family 4 Life » M.O.P. - Everyday » M.O.P. - Pounds Up 12" » M.O.P. - Background Niggaz » M.O.P. - Operation Lockdown » M.O.P. - Blood Sweat and Tears » M.O.P. - New Jack City » M.O.P. - Pounds Up » M.O.P. - Face Off Рекомендуем скачать: » Хабарова Кира - Жить! » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Надо выбрать день » Хабарова Кира - Кривые ножки » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Ты прости » Хромов Юра - ВАСЬКА-ГОЛУБЯТНИК » Хвостенко Алексей - Ностальгическая песня » Хабарова Кира - Снег сошел » Хабарова Кира - На том берегу » Хвостенко Алексей - Симпозион » Хабарова Кира - Хулиганка » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Брат » Хор и Оркестр ГАБТ СССР - Марш энтузиастов (Авиамарш) » Хамелеон - 12-85-00 » Хвостенко Алексей - Игра на флейте » Хабарова Кира - Танго печали » Хабарова Кира - Лошадка-судьба » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Я люблю » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Запоминай » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Черный ворон » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Почтовый поезд
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