Текст (слова) песни: MC Eiht f Spice 1, Redman - We Come Strapped

Intro: MC Eiht

Geyeah, we in the motherfuckin house
Eiht Hype in the motherfuckin house, geyeah
1/2 Oz in the motherfuckin house
My Niggaz on the Run in the motherfuckin house
Lil Hawk and Burn in the motherfuckin house, geyeah
And ain`t no love in the nine-fo` hoe

Verse One: MC Eiht

It makes me want to jack motherfuckers in the fog
Let them hood rat bitches know the true meaning of a dog
Makes me want to be a nigga, for hire
Let five-oh feel the motherfuckin, fi-yah
Hold my nuts and make my cash
Break this ten and a half off in your ass, uhh
Walkin with a strap and a bad ass rap
You get off first, before your enemy tries to peel your cap, uh-huh
And bitches can`t hang with the pack
Fools talkin smack, it makes me smack you right back
Niggaz got beef cuz Eiht Hype`s a mack
And since the age of thirteen, I`ve been packin
Fool I slang a gang of twenty bags
Thick stuff in my pocket makes my khakis sag
Always on the lookout for the, helicopter
Blast from the AK fill the fuckin copper
It`s do or die, motherfuckers die
Niggaz from the Compton streets so don`t even try, nigga
You get slugs from the stub for offendin me
Nuthin but the gangsta in me

Chorus:

Nuthin but the gangsta, geyeah (3X)
Spice 1 come down

Verse Two: Spice 1

I am a G, yes I`m only a G
Walks like a G, talks like a G
So A to the motherfuckin K
It`s your one-eight-seven crew ass nigga from the Bay
Murder-be-pullin-my-gat-quick, to slap shit, pistol-whip they ass
I`ma do the blast, then Eiht you get cash in
Dash, the fuck out the cut
Fifty bullets up in the nuts, nigga that`s how we runnin up
I-pulls-my-hat-to-the-back-when-I-smile-but-a-motherfucker-peelin-his-cap
Picked-up-my-nine-millimeter-uzi-barrel-pump, handle plastic
Say killamatic,killamatic,killamatic,killaman with me glock
Piggedy pop motherfucker, watch em drop, motherfucker
Just a G, comin up out the Bay with a AK
Put it in your face to split your wig nigga, zag to zig nigga
Disrespect me I`ma bank ya
Cuz I`m nuthin but a motherfuckin East Bay Gangsta

Chorus:

Nuthin but the gangsta (3x)
Ha ha, come on nigga

Verse Three: Redman

Check it out
Oh my God! I destroy cities like the Blob
Droppin trunks of funk and I blast a punk from here to Cape Cod
Fuck a job, my organization runs like the mob
The original Joe Pex Flex, Redman bitch you better ask somebod
Prepare to slam from here to Japan with jams
I`m from the Jersey section and I keep it real for ninety-four and
I can`t march on swap meets, y`all duck sects I dissects
But I pack a nine gat and the cops, still don`t know where mines at
black, huh!! I snatch the Beauty from the Beast
It`s that funk deceased nigga comin thru bitch so grab your hairpeace
I got the gangsta in me plus I`m not friendly
to a bitch-ass whose mouth runs more laps than the Indy
Now let me spice the track up, MC Eiht pass the bone so I can get lifted
And a head can get blown when Bronx pass the biscuit
I drop the funk and drop a body to show I`m serious
The gangsta means I`m live, rappin from New Jersey, period!!

Chorus:

Nuthin but the gangsta (8X)

Verse Four: MC Eiht

Hit the weights everyday like Popeye the sailor
Bailin with my squashed up khakis and Chuck Taylors
Just touched down from San Quentin
Hand me that fresh ass Pendleton, uhh!
It`s nuthin but the gang, thing
Makes me hit the corner and slang
Board and quarter about a hundred times
Don`t be servin no dubs and dimes
But I do it, no hesitation

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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 f Spice 1, Redman - We Come Strapped Intro: MC Eiht Geyeah, we in the motherfuckin house Eiht Hype in the motherfuckin house, geyeah 1/2 Oz in the motherfuckin house My Niggaz on the Run in the motherfuckin house Lil Hawk and Burn in the motherfuckin house, geyeah And ain`t no love in the nine-fo` hoe Verse One: MC Eiht It makes me want to jack motherfuckers in the fog Let them hood rat bitches know the true meaning of a dog Makes me want to be a nigga, for hire Let five-oh feel the motherfuckin, fi-yah Hold my nuts and make my cash Break this ten and a half off in your ass, uhh Walkin with a strap and a bad ass rap You get off first, before your enemy tries to peel your cap, uh-huh And bitches can`t hang with the pack Fools talkin smack, it makes me smack you right back Niggaz got beef cuz Eiht Hype`s a mack And since the age of thirteen, I`ve been packin Fool I slang a gang of twenty bags Thick stuff in my pocket makes my khakis sag Always on the lookout for the, helicopter Blast from the AK fill the fuckin copper It`s do or die, motherfuckers die Niggaz from the Compton streets so don`t even try, nigga You get slugs from the stub for offendin me Nuthin but the gangsta in me Chorus: Nuthin but the gangsta, geyeah (3X) Spice 1 come down Verse Two: Spice 1 I am a G, yes I`m only a G Walks like a G, talks like a G So A to the motherfuckin K It`s your one-eight-seven crew ass nigga from the Bay Murder-be-pullin-my-gat-quick, to slap shit, pistol-whip they ass I`ma do the blast, then Eiht you get cash in Dash, the fuck out the cut Fifty bullets up in the nuts, nigga that`s how we runnin up I-pulls-my-hat-to-the-back-when-I-smile-but-a-motherfucker-peelin-his-cap Picked-up-my-nine-millimeter-uzi-barrel-pump, handle plastic Say killamatic,killamatic,killamatic,killaman with me glock Piggedy pop motherfucker, watch em drop, motherfucker Just a G, comin up out the Bay with a AK Put it in your face to split your wig nigga, zag to zig nigga Disrespect me I`ma bank ya Cuz I`m nuthin but a motherfuckin East Bay Gangsta Chorus: Nuthin but the gangsta (3x) Ha ha, come on nigga Verse Three: Redman Check it out Oh my God! I destroy cities like the Blob Droppin trunks of funk and I blast a punk from here to Cape Cod Fuck a job, my organization runs like the mob The original Joe Pex Flex, Redman bitch you better ask somebod Prepare to slam from here to Japan with jams I`m from the Jersey section and I keep it real for ninety-four and I can`t march on swap meets, y`all duck sects I dissects But I pack a nine gat and the cops, still don`t know where mines at black, huh!! I snatch the Beauty from the Beast It`s that funk deceased nigga comin thru bitch so grab your hairpeace I got the gangsta in me plus I`m not friendly to a bitch-ass whose mouth runs more laps than the Indy Now let me spice the track up, MC Eiht pass the bone so I can get lifted And a head can get blown when Bronx pass the biscuit I drop the funk and drop a body to show I`m serious The gangsta means I`m live, rappin from New Jersey, period!! Chorus: Nuthin but the gangsta (8X) Verse Four: MC Eiht Hit the weights everyday like Popeye the sailor Bailin with my squashed up khakis and Chuck Taylors Just touched down from San Quentin Hand me that fresh ass Pendleton, uhh! It`s nuthin but the gang, thing Makes me hit the corner and slang Board and quarter about a hundred times Don`t be servin no dubs and dimes But I do it, no hesitation Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни We Come Strapped: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/17019.html Все тексты песен: MC Eiht f Spice 1, Redman » MC Eiht f Spice 1, Redman - Nuthin` But the Gangsta » MC Eiht f Spice 1, Redman - We Come Strapped Рекомендуем скачать: » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Общество "память" » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - На наших глазах » Голубева Лерика (Фабрика звезд - 5) » Геннадий Жуков - Это смерть существительное, а любовь » Горячие головы - Бананылопалабомба » Григорий Бронштейн - Крысолов » Георгий Дубенецкий - Сон длиною в жизнь » Геннадий Васильев - Амнезия » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Цк » Геннадий Васильев - Решено: улетаю на Диксон... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Харакири » Гиви Чрелашвили - Нелетный вариант » Гости из Будущего - Девушка которая поет » Георгий Васильев - Как опытный моряк, почувствую беду... » Георгий Дубенецкий - Посвящение Чегету и креплениям Маркер М4-15. » Григорий Дикштейн - Арифметика судьбы... » Гиви Чрелашвили - Пластилиновый мякиш » Георгий Дубенецкий - Картинка с натуры » Группа риска - Дан пpиказ емy на запад » Грач Гера - Русская рулетка
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