Текст (слова) песни: Ray Luv f Outlawz - War Gamez

This is Il Duce
Five star general
Ray Luv
and I brought some real thugs with me
General EDI Amin
General Napoleon
General Kastro
and General Noble
Soldiers in the game

[ CHORUS ]
Fuck the cops, they`ll never stop us
Not even with batterams, full-metal jackets and helicopters
We got choppers, we young mobsters
Money, power and star fame
Die or ride, nigga, in this war game
Fuck the teachers who couldn`t reach us
They try to police, cell at the jail house, seat ya
Don`t wanna see ya, it`s the teacher`s the one to blame
Now I`m havin star fame
Fuckin off money in this war game

[ VERSE 1: Ray Luv ]
Pull out my weapon, now I`m steppin, bringin foes my heat
We challenge number one contenders and blow holes in the weak
It`s been a while, now we finally got our turn to bust
Bitch niggas got rich while the homie burned to dust
Got me madder than a bag of fuckin sherm and dust
You wanna kick it (but can`t hang with us)
Now we gon` see who got the biggest fuckin nuts in this thang of us
Talkin shit, but nigga, you ain`t came to bust
Make you pull out the gold cuff links and the pinky rings
(These niggas don`t know who they fuckin with, man)
Big Eddie eat a muthafucka like spaghetti
In the formation we ready, freebasin the competition for fetti
Shoot your shit up like civil war Gettysburg
(What if they hit us back?) Don`t be absurd
We put it down like a fat-ass crew of construction workers
(Fuck with us now, nigga, there`s gon` be a murder)
And that`s for certain, catch the muthafuckin curtain call
Workin y`all, smokin big, hurtin y`all, Link `Lawz serve em all
Break a muthafucka off, soldier, raw dog
Smother everything livin for the muthafuckin cause
I`m a rebel without a pause
A untouchable, better keep your paws off
Or meet the sawed off
We all balls, nigga, and all hog
Westside till I die, rough, rugged (real raw, nigga)

[ CHORUS ]

[ VERSE 2: EDI Amin ]
Now who the fuck want trouble
Me and the `Lawz bring the drama on the double
Bustin out a bubble, gettin you for a bundle
Stickin you in the trunk, too, fuck you
You thought we wouldn`t touch you? We rushed you
EDI Amin died, I watch a young nigga rise up
Born a fuckin rider, ain`t gon` stop till I gotta
Fuck coppers and the world, bang back till they feel us
My freedom come with a mag, so they probably gon` kill us
They only gon` hear us when we there heavy metal
So take ( ? ) my niggas, we got a score to settle
War games, but it really ain`t a game
Muthafuckas is sprayin, body parts hangin
Gangbangin, turf wars or whatever you wanna call it
We`re all dyin for it

[ CHORUS ]

[ VERSE 3: Young Noble ]
Nob layin back in a Ac seat, blast my heat
Watch theses niggas run like they in a track meet
Smash my past beef, got blasted on the last street
They all weak if you ask me
Still a deuce slugger, Outlaw like a muthafucka
Doubt y`all like a muthafucka
You need to raise up
Before you fuck around and get blazed up
Before you fuck around and get chased up
By some Jersey thugs, don`t care who you thought or
Heard we was, I murder your blood
Or your next akin, hop out on your blcok
In a stretch Benz, protect the neck your best friend
Just to fuck with ya, you`re hardcore, do your thug thizzle
Nigga, these Outlaw streets, they love ( ? )
And Khadafi, cause niggas cock the hammers sloppy
I`m there when y`all callin, ain`t down without me
Outlawz

[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 4: Kastro ]
Hey yo, I don`t play fair, warfare never been fair
Make a giant non-violent, turn a bear to a queer
This thug life we stuck with it, born, sick and tired
And tired of bein sick, I`m torn and I ain`t lyin
In this deadly game of death could be no fun at all
Sleepin on your feet, pistol deep against the wall
Day one and day none is how I do it, do it all
True and truer than y`all, yellin, "Fuck the law"
( ? ) where it`s darker than a thousand nights
Although we walkin under sun in a thousand lights
Wantin a thousand stripes, findin a life of your own
Livin ill or in prison alone on the bone
It`s a hard thing, sho` as hell ain`t no card game
It`s all plain and all pain in this war game

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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: Ray Luv f Outlawz - War Gamez This is Il Duce Five star general Ray Luv and I brought some real thugs with me General EDI Amin General Napoleon General Kastro and General Noble Soldiers in the game [ CHORUS ] Fuck the cops, they`ll never stop us Not even with batterams, full-metal jackets and helicopters We got choppers, we young mobsters Money, power and star fame Die or ride, nigga, in this war game Fuck the teachers who couldn`t reach us They try to police, cell at the jail house, seat ya Don`t wanna see ya, it`s the teacher`s the one to blame Now I`m havin star fame Fuckin off money in this war game [ VERSE 1: Ray Luv ] Pull out my weapon, now I`m steppin, bringin foes my heat We challenge number one contenders and blow holes in the weak It`s been a while, now we finally got our turn to bust Bitch niggas got rich while the homie burned to dust Got me madder than a bag of fuckin sherm and dust You wanna kick it (but can`t hang with us) Now we gon` see who got the biggest fuckin nuts in this thang of us Talkin shit, but nigga, you ain`t came to bust Make you pull out the gold cuff links and the pinky rings (These niggas don`t know who they fuckin with, man) Big Eddie eat a muthafucka like spaghetti In the formation we ready, freebasin the competition for fetti Shoot your shit up like civil war Gettysburg (What if they hit us back?) Don`t be absurd We put it down like a fat-ass crew of construction workers (Fuck with us now, nigga, there`s gon` be a murder) And that`s for certain, catch the muthafuckin curtain call Workin y`all, smokin big, hurtin y`all, Link `Lawz serve em all Break a muthafucka off, soldier, raw dog Smother everything livin for the muthafuckin cause I`m a rebel without a pause A untouchable, better keep your paws off Or meet the sawed off We all balls, nigga, and all hog Westside till I die, rough, rugged (real raw, nigga) [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 2: EDI Amin ] Now who the fuck want trouble Me and the `Lawz bring the drama on the double Bustin out a bubble, gettin you for a bundle Stickin you in the trunk, too, fuck you You thought we wouldn`t touch you? We rushed you EDI Amin died, I watch a young nigga rise up Born a fuckin rider, ain`t gon` stop till I gotta Fuck coppers and the world, bang back till they feel us My freedom come with a mag, so they probably gon` kill us They only gon` hear us when we there heavy metal So take ( ? ) my niggas, we got a score to settle War games, but it really ain`t a game Muthafuckas is sprayin, body parts hangin Gangbangin, turf wars or whatever you wanna call it We`re all dyin for it [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3: Young Noble ] Nob layin back in a Ac seat, blast my heat Watch theses niggas run like they in a track meet Smash my past beef, got blasted on the last street They all weak if you ask me Still a deuce slugger, Outlaw like a muthafucka Doubt y`all like a muthafucka You need to raise up Before you fuck around and get blazed up Before you fuck around and get chased up By some Jersey thugs, don`t care who you thought or Heard we was, I murder your blood Or your next akin, hop out on your blcok In a stretch Benz, protect the neck your best friend Just to fuck with ya, you`re hardcore, do your thug thizzle Nigga, these Outlaw streets, they love ( ? ) And Khadafi, cause niggas cock the hammers sloppy I`m there when y`all callin, ain`t down without me Outlawz [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 4: Kastro ] Hey yo, I don`t play fair, warfare never been fair Make a giant non-violent, turn a bear to a queer This thug life we stuck with it, born, sick and tired And tired of bein sick, I`m torn and I ain`t lyin In this deadly game of death could be no fun at all Sleepin on your feet, pistol deep against the wall Day one and day none is how I do it, do it all True and truer than y`all, yellin, "Fuck the law" ( ? ) where it`s darker than a thousand nights Although we walkin under sun in a thousand lights Wantin a thousand stripes, findin a life of your own Livin ill or in prison alone on the bone It`s a hard thing, sho` as hell ain`t no card game It`s all plain and all pain in this war game Нравится песня? 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