Текст песни Akinyele f Alisha Hill - Aktapuss
Akinyele f Alisha Hill - Aktapuss слова песни
(Alisha Hill) - HookMessing with my cru (2x)We will kill you (2x)You don`t have a fucking clue (clue)What we came to do (2x)You don`t have a fucking clueWhat we came to do (2x)(Akinyele)Ha I roll on your doo like bambooMan listenAk-nel stay in conditionLike shampooThere aint a man whoCan handleOnce I back slap youOr clap youBullets in your skin like a tatooNow back toRealityYou aint as bad as meI get downFor my clanTill they call me your magestyNigga fat as meStill fuck with strategyMy dick stuck way up where her blatter beBut that don`t matter seeI`ll serve your ass like Andre AgassiFuck tennisYou dealing with a straight menaceWailing on your ass like VeniceWell uhGot it sewn like a tailorFloat like a sailorTruck like a trailorScope with the (?)All the above I`ve done the like AustrailiaStraight bailing you outOne call from jailAiming you out like Master PThat`s what we be a aboutI got ammunitionFor those dissingThis aint R&BThat;s why I`m skippingAll that rip shitI land oneWith the hand gunYou could go ask CharlesAnd he`ll tell youI`m the motherfucking man sonMy gun had bust many manswatch many mansGet swept off there feet like dust pansYou get touched manMessing with us manHook(Akinyele)Ha I`m untouchable like Elliot NessMy foot will lay you down to restAnd bless you with that Russell Simmons saintAnd say thanks for coming out and God blessBow fuck that bullet proof vestI got hollow pistol leave you with the bullet infested in the chestIt`s the Ak-nelYou know I rock wellI keep the gun point cocked like fucking barbellsWho the hellWant to touck this veteranMurder is the medicineFine I`ll stop the peddalingBullet in your brainLeave your head in painOn the ground you`ll be layingReaching for exceteran ceteran ceteranBut fuck that headacheYou headed for a wakeI through the gun in the lakeSo they don`t see me upstateNow they don`t have a clue and shitAround the wayI see your nameWritten on the wallsLike rest in peace in you and shitYour crew they aint doing shitYour mom`s talking about the city had you suing itI got the name Michael inbreded on the mack 11they send punk niggas on the highway to heavenYou want to see God hit you with about sevenYou want to see God hit you with about sevenLike you shop in Pensylvania your blood straight reddenGet it redden Pensylvania