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

Intro (sampled):

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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Все тексты песен: M.O.P
» M.O.P - Calm Down
» M.O.P - Nothing 2 Lose
» M.O.P - Top of the Line
» M.O.P - Foundation
» M.O.P - F.A.G. (Fake Ass Gangstas)
» M.O.P - Warriorz
» M.O.P - Background Niggaz
» M.O.P - Ring Ding
» M.O.P - New York Salute
» M.O.P - What the Future Holds
» M.O.P - To the Death
» M.O.P - Illside of Town
» M.O.P - On the Front Line
» M.O.P - Facing Off
» M.O.P - Roll Call
» M.O.P - Stick To Ya Gunz
» M.O.P - Cold as Ice
» M.O.P - Blue Steel
» M.O.P - 4 Alarm Blaze
» M.O.P - Blood Sweat and Tears


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 Intro (sampled): 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/112/1/19380.html Все тексты песен: M.O.P » M.O.P - Calm Down » M.O.P - Nothing 2 Lose » M.O.P - Top of the Line » M.O.P - Foundation » M.O.P - F.A.G. (Fake Ass Gangstas) » M.O.P - Warriorz » M.O.P - Background Niggaz » M.O.P - Ring Ding » M.O.P - New York Salute » M.O.P - What the Future Holds » M.O.P - To the Death » M.O.P - Illside of Town » M.O.P - On the Front Line » M.O.P - Facing Off » M.O.P - Roll Call » M.O.P - Stick To Ya Gunz » M.O.P - Cold as Ice » M.O.P - Blue Steel » M.O.P - 4 Alarm Blaze » M.O.P - Blood Sweat and Tears Рекомендуем скачать: » Петр Климов - Когда мы сумеем годами наполнить... » Петр Мамонов, Звуки МУ - Зима » Планка - Забыла, не помню » Пикник, Эдмунд Шклярский - Там на самом краю земли » Петр Федчун - Серенада » Павел Кашин - Иду вперед » Пропаганда - Про это » Пепси - Вовочка » Петр Мамонов, Звуки МУ - Оконное стекло » Полина Ефименко - Хмельному пламени... » Павел Кашин - Песня китайских цыган » Песни из мультфильмов - Песенка радости » Премьер-министр - Подмосковные ночи » Павел Кашин - Галки » Павел Кашин - Саша и бабочка » Павел Кашин - Саша и бабочка » Перцы - Женщина моя » Песни из мультфильмов - Академик Иванов » Пикник, Эдмунд Шклярский - И светлый ангел над ним » Петр Мамонов, Звуки МУ - Все, что не сделал брат
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