Текст (слова) песни: Nas - Shoot em Up

[nas]

One 44, two 45s

3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll, one nigga drives

500 benz, 6 reasons why

This kid should die

We shootin every motherfucker outside

Pulled on his block, jumped out the car, guns in our hand

At the same time everybody ran

There that nigga go, hiding in the crowd

Let the trigger blow, 7 shots now he lying on the ground

Blood on the floor

Then we shot some more

Niggas he was with

2 niggas hit, one nigga fell

One tryed to run, go get him son

Make sure hes done before we bail, I aint trying to goto jail

Must handle beef, code of the street

Load up the heat, if these nigga think they could fuck around

Real niggas do real things

By all means, niggas knowin how we get down.. it goes......

Chorus (3x)

Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what..

(whispering)

Kill kill kill, murder murder murder

[nas]

Driving through roads, suburban chevrolet

6 tinted windows, and Im on my way

To get up with my hoes, I pull up to they house

Not a freak to be heard, nobody came out

Ringin the bell, where in the hell

Could they be at, Im about to leave

Steppin slow, where my truck was at

Who the fuck is that?

Could it be a jack?

Now pull my strap, its my man

And we have the same plan

There them bitches go

Civic 94, looking funny though

Open up the car door, funny smile

Fuck 2 already, 3rd ass was heavy

"nas this is sherri, sherri this is nas, and his man. ready? "

Walked in the house, snatched off they clothes

Ran through them hoes

Plenty ice, that they all seemed to like

Cant find my man, heard a blam blam

Now Im wonderin, "in this scam, do I even stand a chance? "

He killed the hoes, took all they doe

Fire in his eyes, higher than the sky

Comin down the stairs

Now he wantin mine, reachin for my nine

Aiming with our guns at each others face, at the same time

My nine on his lips, his fifth on my chin, I start whispering

"put your gun down, we can skip town"

Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meat

Lift off his chain

Took his shit, emptied out close range...

Chorus (4x)

(3rd time there is no whispering of:

"kill kill kill, murder murder muder.)

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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: Nas - Shoot em Up [nas] One 44, two 45s 3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll, one nigga drives 500 benz, 6 reasons why This kid should die We shootin every motherfucker outside Pulled on his block, jumped out the car, guns in our hand At the same time everybody ran There that nigga go, hiding in the crowd Let the trigger blow, 7 shots now he lying on the ground Blood on the floor Then we shot some more Niggas he was with 2 niggas hit, one nigga fell One tryed to run, go get him son Make sure hes done before we bail, I aint trying to goto jail Must handle beef, code of the street Load up the heat, if these nigga think they could fuck around Real niggas do real things By all means, niggas knowin how we get down.. it goes...... Chorus (3x) Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what.. (whispering) Kill kill kill, murder murder murder [nas] Driving through roads, suburban chevrolet 6 tinted windows, and Im on my way To get up with my hoes, I pull up to they house Not a freak to be heard, nobody came out Ringin the bell, where in the hell Could they be at, Im about to leave Steppin slow, where my truck was at Who the fuck is that? Could it be a jack? Now pull my strap, its my man And we have the same plan There them bitches go Civic 94, looking funny though Open up the car door, funny smile Fuck 2 already, 3rd ass was heavy "nas this is sherri, sherri this is nas, and his man. ready? " Walked in the house, snatched off they clothes Ran through them hoes Plenty ice, that they all seemed to like Cant find my man, heard a blam blam Now Im wonderin, "in this scam, do I even stand a chance? " He killed the hoes, took all they doe Fire in his eyes, higher than the sky Comin down the stairs Now he wantin mine, reachin for my nine Aiming with our guns at each others face, at the same time My nine on his lips, his fifth on my chin, I start whispering "put your gun down, we can skip town" Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meat Lift off his chain Took his shit, emptied out close range... Chorus (4x) (3rd time there is no whispering of: "kill kill kill, murder murder muder.) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Shoot em Up: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/12422.html Все тексты песен: Nas » Nas - Purple » Nas - Last Real N**** Alive » Nas - Money Is My Bitch » Nas - The Prediction » Nas - Street Fighter soundtrack » Nas - Album Intro » Nas - Street Dreams (Bonus Verse) » Nas - Ouchie Wally (remix) » Nas - Made You Look » Nas - Sometimes I Wonder » Nas - Stillmatic * » Nas - The Genesis » Nas - Made You Look (Remix) (Feat. Ludacris & » Nas - The G.O.D. » Nas - Memory Lane (sittin` In Da Park) » Nas - Project Window » Nas - K-I-SS-I-N-G » Nas - The Makings of a Perfect Bitch » Nas - Nas Is Like » Nas - Mastermind Рекомендуем скачать: » Руки Вверх - Ай, ай, ай девчонка » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Русская тоска » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Вены » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Не буди его окриком » Родион Газманов - Люси » Ренат Баязитов - Тают зимние снега... » Раиса Абельская - Ты уходишь, ты уходишь... » Роберт Александров - Подошла ко мне старуха... » Р.Масюков Ю.Караулова - Нет тебя » Раиса Нурмухаметова - О, знать бы » Раиса Абельская - Уходить и приходить... » Руки Вверх - 18 мне уже » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Невзначай » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РђРІС‚РѕРєР°С‚Р°СЃС‚СЂРѕС„Р° » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РћР±РµСЂРЅРёСЃСЊ » Рефлекс, Reflex - Не жалей о том » Ренат Баязитов - Пьяный музыкант » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РўР°Р№РЅР° » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Всё было б очень плохо, всё было б » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Я знаю о Вас приблизительно всё...
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