Besedila pesmi, search song lyrics, tabu, neisha, dan d, jinx, coldplay lyrics, guns n' roses lyrics, prospekt's march lyrics
domov
dodaj besedilo
registriraj se
prijava
#
A
B
C
Č
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
Š
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
Ž
Skupina:
SCARFACE
Album:
Balls And My Word
Leto:
2003
Naslov pesmi:
Youtube:
Besedilo pesmi:
<span class="feat">(feat. Bun B, Z-Ro)</span> <i>[Talking]</i> Nigga don't act like he don't know who I'm talkin' bout <i>[Fifty-Cent piece drops on table]</i> <i>[Coinciding With 50 Cent's Intro on 'Get Rich Or Die Tryin']</i> <i>[Scarface]</i> It's your worst day, run and tell somebody It's your worst day. It's your worst day, run and tell somebody It's your worst day. What it is?, nigga! You don't wanna get involved with this here, nigga! Is you a bitch nigga?, you a bitch nigga! Look at yourself and then analyze me! This motherfucking G It's the flossy, you got girl draws and Girl flaws and, a braud nigga! I peeped your whole hand when you came in I'm a man and I hang men Play the game to win All mission play on ten Scarface 'finna do it again Mash you nigga, stash them niggas Don't make me upstrap and blast you niggas Once again, it's a only if you must I do it Lock you in my scope and blast your ass through it I'ma poet The image and the style that you used to Cuz you don't keep it real like you used to A O.G., S.A., fool to the hole fa'sho So niggas slow your motherfucking roll 'Fore I come through with the same M-11 The Feds took from me, and shoot you in yo motherfucking stomach <i>[Chorus: Scarface]</i> You a Snitch Nigga, when you rat on yo friends Bitch Nigga, when you still be in pads with yo kin You'z a Snitch Nigga, running when the drama go's down You was ballin' at first what happened to the man in the south You a Snitch Nigga, specializin' at bumpin' ya gums Bitch Nigga, countin' on ya bricks but all I see is crumbs Snitch Nigga, ain't you tired of running your mouth And you can go home, 'fore the Devil run in your house <i>[Verse: Z-Ro]</i> Now snitch fellas get up under my skin That's why I don't mess with friends Unless it's my Mac-10 I'm the king of the ghetto, Z-Ro the crooked in the flesh Looking for head shots, cuz bitch fellas get the bullet-proof vests What you scared for? What happened to all the tough ass talk The way you was bumpin', I thought you had a taste for asphalt Look at momma's baby out here starvin' for his ass Whippin', chiefin', with a magician then drippin' out his ass, listen I'll be damned if I pull a rabbit out a hat Well pull my 40 out of holster, and do this snitch fella on his back WHOA!, look how I handled this .44 My conscience be screaming Z-Ro Murder Mo!, Murder Mo! And these snitch fellas on "How I'm Living" try snitchin' on "BET" But got a restraining order against "Murder I-N-C" This how we ride, and ain't never gon' make a switch dude Z-Ro the Crooked, I'll be damned if I be a snitch fool <i>[Chorus]</i> <i>[Verse 3: Bun B]</i> It's Bun B I go back-a like "Atlanta Black Crackers" I back-slap a, back-packer, from here to Cakalacka {Carolina's} Wack cracka, short stopper or dope beginner Bitch I ain't ya chicken hitter, bring the heater get you wetter (get you wetter) We can flip the caliber magnum hanger Step a bear off in his chest, you better hope I don't land one If I cock the bitch back..aim it at your chest It'll be piece before they even find the pieces to your vest We relievers of ya stress..ease ya fame Put this pistol in your mouth, you better lead them treason games Now when ya momma warned ya about Bun and he's insane Kill a kid over a quarter, who just keeps plain Now watch this kids plain, 'fore you fuckin with the triller Z-Ro the young guerilla And Face the born killa (Bitch Nigga) Bend around in the dark for dough (Bitch Nigga) You here the sounds you spark for the floor <i>[Chorus]</i>
Pogoste napake:
- namesto črke "č" se pojavi "e"
- namesto "š" in "ž" se pojavi vprašajček "?"
Hvala za popravek, faca si!
