Текст (слова) песни: Royce Da 5`9" f LA the Darkman - Paranoia

Call it Paranoia. Yea
Every day is war. Every day, niggaz is gon` hate
Gotta move

[Royce Da 5`9"]
I`m a walking target
I`m so far from soft, I`m probably close to the hardest
nigga you ever saw, been never thug, never had a problem
And the shit he never starts, sickest artist there ever was
Nigga found dead in his house, don`t know who did it
Yea, you bet it was me, niggaz die at the pavement
I`m wavin a nine out of the window and blazin
Is your house shakin
who`s inside nigga, it`s funeral time nigga
They die from straight hits, pride wasted
Cry your face, I ain`t your suit and your tie
Now look what you made us
Look at the witnesses, all of them look shakin
And alls they seen was the back of a green car with the plate flipped
Look at the news, I did it without puttin a hit out own
You homies in chrome, watch that nigga

[Chorus: Royce]
I got my back, because it`s my gat
And my mouth that *Started the War*
Lookin around me, got a gun on my lap
while I`m drivin, taking the back routs *Home*
If your headlights is in my rearview
For longer than three lights, and I don`t know you
I`ma pull over, And I might shoot you
You should go around me, and don`t look at me
`Till after you pass me, cuz I might blast you nigga *I`m at war*
I`m Paranoid, always on point
Always holding nigga, always sober. Call it paranoia

[LA the Darkman]
In your bushes, on the side of your house
Waitin to smoke you when come in from hangin out
Friday night, perfect, I timed it just right
I know you at the club cuz your car is nowhere in sight
I`m like the DC sniper, Mr. Malvo
Strategically precise when I squeeze the cali-co
You look like a asshole, full of shit
Niggaz sure to get hit, when my fo-fo spit
Black shirt, black jeans, black boots, black whip
Black mask, paif of black leather gloves for my grip
I don`t need no print, a killer with a plan
Makin sure I dont get, gunpowder on my hands
All drama I`ma end it, murder game splended
Leavin all crews for the fucker in forensics
I got, two dependants, I gotta make it home
Clean get-away, two bullets through your dome
Is locked nigga.

[Chorus] - La the Darkman

[Royce Da 5`9" - spoken word]
And that`s just how the story goes y`all
Any nigga where I`m from already knows
Funny, my homie cuz said niggaz gon` bring you a bowl of soup when you sick
But if you die, then gonna love you later
Think you a fuckin statue or some shit
God bless these streets, God bless these streets right now
I`ma just be doing my thing so maybe, you know, I could show you how
Don`t come lookin for trouble, cuz you just might find it
Don`t stand too close to me, I`m always on point, never blinded

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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: Royce Da 5`9" f LA the Darkman - Paranoia Call it Paranoia. Yea Every day is war. Every day, niggaz is gon` hate Gotta move [Royce Da 5`9"] I`m a walking target I`m so far from soft, I`m probably close to the hardest nigga you ever saw, been never thug, never had a problem And the shit he never starts, sickest artist there ever was Nigga found dead in his house, don`t know who did it Yea, you bet it was me, niggaz die at the pavement I`m wavin a nine out of the window and blazin Is your house shakin who`s inside nigga, it`s funeral time nigga They die from straight hits, pride wasted Cry your face, I ain`t your suit and your tie Now look what you made us Look at the witnesses, all of them look shakin And alls they seen was the back of a green car with the plate flipped Look at the news, I did it without puttin a hit out own You homies in chrome, watch that nigga [Chorus: Royce] I got my back, because it`s my gat And my mouth that Started the War Lookin around me, got a gun on my lap while I`m drivin, taking the back routs Home If your headlights is in my rearview For longer than three lights, and I don`t know you I`ma pull over, And I might shoot you You should go around me, and don`t look at me `Till after you pass me, cuz I might blast you nigga I`m at war I`m Paranoid, always on point Always holding nigga, always sober. Call it paranoia [LA the Darkman] In your bushes, on the side of your house Waitin to smoke you when come in from hangin out Friday night, perfect, I timed it just right I know you at the club cuz your car is nowhere in sight I`m like the DC sniper, Mr. Malvo Strategically precise when I squeeze the cali-co You look like a asshole, full of shit Niggaz sure to get hit, when my fo-fo spit Black shirt, black jeans, black boots, black whip Black mask, paif of black leather gloves for my grip I don`t need no print, a killer with a plan Makin sure I dont get, gunpowder on my hands All drama I`ma end it, murder game splended Leavin all crews for the fucker in forensics I got, two dependants, I gotta make it home Clean get-away, two bullets through your dome Is locked nigga. [Chorus] - La the Darkman [Royce Da 5`9" - spoken word] And that`s just how the story goes y`all Any nigga where I`m from already knows Funny, my homie cuz said niggaz gon` bring you a bowl of soup when you sick But if you die, then gonna love you later Think you a fuckin statue or some shit God bless these streets, God bless these streets right now I`ma just be doing my thing so maybe, you know, I could show you how Don`t come lookin for trouble, cuz you just might find it Don`t stand too close to me, I`m always on point, never blinded Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Paranoia: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/117/1/10525.html Все тексты песен: Royce Da 5`9" f LA the Darkman » Royce Da 5`9" f LA the Darkman - Paranoia Рекомендуем скачать: » Марат Тамаев - Раскос глазами, прост, упрям и недоверчив... » Маркова Наталья, Двуречье - О чем ты плачешь » Максим Леонидов - Ленинградское время » Михаил Кукулевич - Правлю в воду, ищу броду... » Михаил Басаев - Проводи на ночной вокзал... » Михаил Сипер - Детская песенка » Михаил Коноплев, Виталий Калашников - Осень реку покрыла... » Михаил Щербаков - Петербург » Михаил Сипер - Пермь » Михаил Щербаков - Во славу Греции твоей и всех морей вокруг... » Мария Фаликман - Бессонница » Майк Науменко, Зоопарк - Шпионство » Мистер Кредо, Mr. Credo - Лавэ » Монгол Шуудан - Повезло » Максим Дунаевский - Ярмарка, базар, продажа » Михаил Шуфутинский - Крещатик » Машина Времени - В добрый час » Михаил Шуфутинский - Ах, эти ночи » Мумий Тролль - Вдруг ушли поезда » Михаил Щербаков - Прошу вниманья, Государь...
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