lirik lagu camoflauge – 17 shots
1234 b-tch n-gg- here we go 17 shots got em definately screamin like a ho [x2]
my miny mil spit 17 my choppa should fit it and plus i got a red beam don’t make me turn yo block into a murda scene
yo n-gg- head on da curb cause u got served like a dope fiend let’s ride on our enemy’s open fire and don’t retire tell them n-gg-z bleed
can’t u see that we ain’t to be f-cked with the type a n-gg-z that u don’t wanna get stuck with better duck b-tch
hot bullets burn like a m-th- f-cking perm i give a f-ck if yo brother and sister home i’m killing all yo momma gern
sh-t n-gg- you ain’t dealing with no f-ck n-gg- u dealing with a pure pain rough n-gg- that bust n-gg-z
[chorus: x4]
1234 b-tch n-gg- here we go 17 shots got em definately screaming like a ho
i’m trying to hold that real sh-t go kill sh-t buckle up and guard your grill b-tch to 9 millis full of clips ya’ll n-gg-z better give no?
pull a choopas fry that -ss like bacon leave your brain shook and shaken while your body sitting stanking you thinkin i was gonna get
let u hear the sound of that soft sillouette that’s my m-th- f-cking tech get wet in yo neck head chest it don’t matter
my slugs cut ya -ss like gl-ss as soon as it shatter now p what i’m saying i’m laying n-gg-s died in a hurry
you talking sh-t while running yo mouth u be the first to get buried but don’t worry i kill um quick with violence on the roof top with the infred driving to silence
[chorus x4]
4321 big green got a gun n-gg- shot up yo block and watch em run i keep that milli mill cause sh-t get really real out on that battle field watch all that blood spill
when the slugs start flying m-th- f-ckas start dying got a car from the mourge and now the boss crying these n-gg-s cheap n-gg-z
that leave n-gg-s paralyzed wishing they died others leave deep sea n-gg-z ain’t giving a f-ck these days they buck these days
laying in the cut what clutching the k killin the whole clique then throw it away they don’t wanna none of that day ya ya ya
[chorus x4]
i keep that nitty in my purse mo mo gonna shoot first c-ck it back and let it burst when worse come to worse
cause a b-tch can’t get caught sleeping? got the tendincy to up and grab it when instabating 380 or the 9 automatic it get real in that status seea b-tch be jacking
late night sh-t when they attacking a ratta tat tattin i’m a gangsta b-tch and a shankle b-tch i put 17 slugs in n-gg- quick like a cigar his sh-t split u nit with squeeze my trigger tell my sh-t go click click
[chorus x6]
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu lizzy borden – master of disguise
- lirik lagu buddha monk – who’s there
- lirik lagu lizzy borden – red rum
- lirik lagu bronze nazareth – zu-tang
- lirik lagu associates – my soul doth magnify the lord
- lirik lagu aidonia – jail story (badmind people)
- lirik lagu da t r u t h – pain
- lirik lagu buddha monk – remy on rocks
- lirik lagu lizzy borden – there will be blood tonight
- lirik lagu bronze nazareth – he died from pen