Текст (слова) песни: Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Stress Y`all

KICK ASS!

First Family!

[Chorus: M.O.P.]
Don`t let these motherfuckers stress y`all
M.O.P. to the death y`all, the good Lord have blessed y`all
So these niggaz can`t touch y`all
FIRING SQUAD! Yes yes y`all

[Verse One: Billy Danze]
Good evening, you contaminated semen
I`m here for a different reason (continue breathin)
I notice you been schemin, on the First Family
(Family) Disbelieving we`re
(forever rockin) yeah (forever hip-hopping and popping)
Yes yes y`all!
I`m not a rapper, I never made a rap song
You motherfuckers got it all wrong!
I`m a man standin behind a cannon, plannin to pop ya
We got on yo` click like I`m with Trenchcoat Mafia
I`m not afraid of you bitches, I raise hell
And get respect when niggaz, struggle for riches
As the wind blow, through my window, real slow at night
It shakes me in fright, it`s well after twelve
but I still see a bright light (take `em back to crime time)
Oh you, motherfuckin right, cousin
I see them fake thugs, givin up fake dap and fake hugs
We appreciate the fake love
Keep in mind I`m determined to shine like my son
Industry enemy number one, yes yes y`all!

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse Two: Lil` Fame]
I`m bout to start this bitch from Ground Zero (oh!)
When I start cussin and bustin, niggaz call pound zero
I`m not just a rap AR-tist
I`m also a gat pack artist (oh!) gat clap artist (oh!)
And a condor, killer, set trap artist (oh!)
Send forty-pound slugs through your back artist
(Now that`s an artist!) I leave `em left out
with his flesh out, layin stretched out, sketched out
(No doubt!) I still do the same thing
Streey life is still a Fame game
What you thought the game changed?
I hang out and break day until the street lights go off
Or the heat pipe go off (BOOM!)
It`s what we pack on the Hilltop, (true!)
What`s the sound when the steel pop? (BOOM!)
Bitch! I will dismiss you
You got issues, deal witcho issues
I look `em dead in the face, pop one in `em
and knock the venom out a motherfuckin snake
I`m a thoroughfy his death y`all, and creep back through
And if he`s stretched I`m like yes yes y`all

[Chorus] - 2X

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни Stress Y`all:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/14179.html


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: Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Stress Y`all KICK ASS! First Family! [Chorus: M.O.P.] Don`t let these motherfuckers stress y`all M.O.P. to the death y`all, the good Lord have blessed y`all So these niggaz can`t touch y`all FIRING SQUAD! Yes yes y`all [Verse One: Billy Danze] Good evening, you contaminated semen I`m here for a different reason (continue breathin) I notice you been schemin, on the First Family (Family) Disbelieving we`re (forever rockin) yeah (forever hip-hopping and popping) Yes yes y`all! I`m not a rapper, I never made a rap song You motherfuckers got it all wrong! I`m a man standin behind a cannon, plannin to pop ya We got on yo` click like I`m with Trenchcoat Mafia I`m not afraid of you bitches, I raise hell And get respect when niggaz, struggle for riches As the wind blow, through my window, real slow at night It shakes me in fright, it`s well after twelve but I still see a bright light (take `em back to crime time) Oh you, motherfuckin right, cousin I see them fake thugs, givin up fake dap and fake hugs We appreciate the fake love Keep in mind I`m determined to shine like my son Industry enemy number one, yes yes y`all! [Chorus] - 2X [Verse Two: Lil` Fame] I`m bout to start this bitch from Ground Zero (oh!) When I start cussin and bustin, niggaz call pound zero I`m not just a rap AR-tist I`m also a gat pack artist (oh!) gat clap artist (oh!) And a condor, killer, set trap artist (oh!) Send forty-pound slugs through your back artist (Now that`s an artist!) I leave `em left out with his flesh out, layin stretched out, sketched out (No doubt!) I still do the same thing Streey life is still a Fame game What you thought the game changed? I hang out and break day until the street lights go off Or the heat pipe go off (BOOM!) It`s what we pack on the Hilltop, (true!) What`s the sound when the steel pop? (BOOM!) Bitch! I will dismiss you You got issues, deal witcho issues I look `em dead in the face, pop one in `em and knock the venom out a motherfuckin snake I`m a thoroughfy his death y`all, and creep back through And if he`s stretched I`m like yes yes y`all [Chorus] - 2X Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Stress Y`all: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/14179.html Все тексты песен: Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Stand Clear » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Raise Hell » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Stress Y`all » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Hilltop Flava (No Sleep `til Brooklyn) * » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Put it in the Air » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Ground Zero » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Robbin` Hoodz » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Stand Up » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Get the Fuck Outta Here » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Calm Down » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Fire » Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) - Conquerors Рекомендуем скачать: » Леонид Агутин - Следом за весной » Лайма Вайкуле - Не спеши, дорогой » Лидия Русланова - Камаринская » Лилия Хайлис - Неразбериха » Леонид Семаков - Венок сонетов » Лесоповал - Форточки-лопатники » Л.Вайкуле - Шерлок Холмс » Л.Успенская - Пропадаю я » Л.Гурченко - Пять минут » Любовь Успенская - Кабриолет » Любавин Сергей - Вискарь » Л.Черникова - Всего один глоток » Любовь Захарченко - Поэт и народ » Леонид Мордберг - На Клондайке » Леонид Сергеев, Вадим Мищук - А в Норильске... » Леонид Ваксман - Когда уже судьбой назначено проститься... » Ленинград - Столько не поют » Леонид Агутин - Если ты когда-нибудь меня простишь (совм » Леонид Коронов - Ты послушай меня в своём завтрашнем дне... » Леонид Агутин - Королева
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»