Текст (слова) песни: MC Eiht (CMW) - Flatline

Geah
Thug shit, check this out
Compton, geah
I don`t think they heard me on this one
I said: Compton, nigga!
That`s how we doin it
Regulating for all the gangstas
West Side, nigga, Hoo-Bangin` Gangstas, you know I`m sayin`
Check this out
I said I dig into yo` body, you catch the flatline
Comtpon, where we from, nigga?
Compton, all day, nigga
We gon` start it like this
Check this out

Way back 4-4`s seven years in the pen
.38 with wooden handles and a fifth with gin
Let me begin, before the days of committin sins
I was a lil` knucklehead getting courted in
Till I die C.P.T., y`all can`t budge me
Kill a nigga for the neighborhood, can`t judge me
I`m lettin` the fire spit, y`all fools catchin` some slugs
I regulate, servin` you way that straight thug
You know if you`re slippin` you get laid up in the mud
Take over your spot, pushin` china white and bud
The devious, the mind blowin`, the over-throwin
Christmas everyday in the hood, I keep it snowin
It`s hot like that where I`m from
You bitches tryin to test, you meet the M-1
From sun up, nigga, to sun down
I pull out, your gat go down
Bitches, I run town, what up?

Geah
I said I dig into yo` body, you catch the flatline...

Y`all start runnin` and screamin` and pushin`
and yellin` and slippin` and duckin`
When you see the Tec-9 buckin`
Stagger them motherfuckers, make em wish they hid
Spittin, call me the ghetto fuckin` Billy the Kid
You be layin on your back tryin` to catch yo` breath
Life starts to flash, now you`re nearing death
What`s left, bitch? You see the glock starts tickin`
Die, as I blast one more you stop kickin`
Flee the scene to my next to akin
Call back to the house, so they fly in ends
Just made a real close trip to the pen
And in another town I start the same trend
I sets up shot cuz your ass is done
Hoo-Bang all day, my uzi weighs a ton
Ain`t no fun if you don`t want none
Ricochet off your shoulder blade, nigga, you`re numb
C`mon, geah

Chorus...

My mind got me caught in a twist, I can`t cope
I reminisce on the days in the hood slangin` dope
Certain territories yo` ass couldn`t float
And if you caught slippin`, then fool, that`s all she wrote
I like the life while dippin` blocks with heats
I`m ready in a second to stop yo` heartbeat
Fuckin` around in the hood, smokin` with hoes
Violators hit the blocks, we hittin` the floors
Y`all ain`t caught us slippin`, only wasted your ammo
We dips back through, dumps with the 4-4
Hollows come out the dark chamber
Express my anger, never run from danger
Servin mo` yayo, dash from the ranger
Die by the hand of the unknown stranger
My position is stick, situation is thick
I ride with real muthafuckas and hit licks
The Compton lunatic, way too sick
Conflict you pick, hear the 9 click, c`mon

Chorus...

Geah
Comtpon gangsters all day
Hoo-Bangin` affiliates
You catch the flatline

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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: MC Eiht (CMW) - Flatline Geah Thug shit, check this out Compton, geah I don`t think they heard me on this one I said: Compton, nigga! That`s how we doin it Regulating for all the gangstas West Side, nigga, Hoo-Bangin` Gangstas, you know I`m sayin` Check this out I said I dig into yo` body, you catch the flatline Comtpon, where we from, nigga? Compton, all day, nigga We gon` start it like this Check this out Way back 4-4`s seven years in the pen .38 with wooden handles and a fifth with gin Let me begin, before the days of committin sins I was a lil` knucklehead getting courted in Till I die C.P.T., y`all can`t budge me Kill a nigga for the neighborhood, can`t judge me I`m lettin` the fire spit, y`all fools catchin` some slugs I regulate, servin` you way that straight thug You know if you`re slippin` you get laid up in the mud Take over your spot, pushin` china white and bud The devious, the mind blowin`, the over-throwin Christmas everyday in the hood, I keep it snowin It`s hot like that where I`m from You bitches tryin to test, you meet the M-1 From sun up, nigga, to sun down I pull out, your gat go down Bitches, I run town, what up? Geah I said I dig into yo` body, you catch the flatline... Y`all start runnin` and screamin` and pushin` and yellin` and slippin` and duckin` When you see the Tec-9 buckin` Stagger them motherfuckers, make em wish they hid Spittin, call me the ghetto fuckin` Billy the Kid You be layin on your back tryin` to catch yo` breath Life starts to flash, now you`re nearing death What`s left, bitch? You see the glock starts tickin` Die, as I blast one more you stop kickin` Flee the scene to my next to akin Call back to the house, so they fly in ends Just made a real close trip to the pen And in another town I start the same trend I sets up shot cuz your ass is done Hoo-Bang all day, my uzi weighs a ton Ain`t no fun if you don`t want none Ricochet off your shoulder blade, nigga, you`re numb C`mon, geah Chorus... My mind got me caught in a twist, I can`t cope I reminisce on the days in the hood slangin` dope Certain territories yo` ass couldn`t float And if you caught slippin`, then fool, that`s all she wrote I like the life while dippin` blocks with heats I`m ready in a second to stop yo` heartbeat Fuckin` around in the hood, smokin` with hoes Violators hit the blocks, we hittin` the floors Y`all ain`t caught us slippin`, only wasted your ammo We dips back through, dumps with the 4-4 Hollows come out the dark chamber Express my anger, never run from danger Servin mo` yayo, dash from the ranger Die by the hand of the unknown stranger My position is stick, situation is thick I ride with real muthafuckas and hit licks The Compton lunatic, way too sick Conflict you pick, hear the 9 click, c`mon Chorus... Geah Comtpon gangsters all day Hoo-Bangin` affiliates You catch the flatline Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Flatline: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/14292.html Все тексты песен: MC Eiht (CMW) » MC Eiht (CMW) - Streiht Up Menace (Clean) » MC Eiht (CMW) - Run 4 Your Life » MC Eiht (CMW) - Flatline » MC Eiht (CMW) - Niggaz That Kill (Endolude) » MC Eiht (CMW) - Hard Times » MC Eiht (CMW) - Geez Make the Hood Go Round (RMX) » MC Eiht (CMW) - Late Nite Hype Part 2 » MC Eiht (CMW) - Can I Still Kill It? » MC Eiht (CMW) - Drugs & Killin » MC Eiht (CMW) - Endoness » MC Eiht (CMW) - We Come Strapped » MC Eiht (CMW) - Def Wish IV » MC Eiht (CMW) - Compton Bomb Рекомендуем скачать: » Jill Scott - The Roots (Interlude) » Jessica Andrews - Now » Juvenile f Big Tymers - Something Got 2 Shake » Janet Jackson - 2wayforyou (Interlude) » John Denver - Old Train » Jo Davidson - Mental Pollution » Jimmy Buffett - Only Time Will Tell » J. Flex f Tenkamenin - Free `Em All » Jimi Hendrix - Come On (Let The Good Times Roll) » Joan Armatrading - Foolish Pride » Jurassic 5 - Concentration » Joni Mitchell - Just like this train » Janet Jackson - Someone To Call My lover (So So Def Remi » jefferson airplane - white rabbit \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » James Taylor - That Lonesome Road » Joe Jackson - On Your Radio » Jackson Browne - Don`t You Want to Be There » jets to brazil - ******* » J. Armen - The Epic » Jeff Buckley - I Know We Could Be So Happy Baby
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