Текст песни Al-D f Mike D, Mr. 3-2 - Gorillas
Al-D f Mike D, Mr. 3-2 - Gorillas слова песни
(*talking*)Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaYou know you done fucked up, don`t youYou know you done fucked up, fedd-i-yThat`s my team, killas, killas[Hook - 2x]My entourage don`t play, we blast on sightMake a hit move quick, and disappear in the nightWar war plus more, for you hoes ass niggasSeparate the monkeys from the gorillas[Mike D]Call me a ape I`m not a mark, I`m a Hogg gorillaYou get it lost you get tossed, for the cost niggaI`m the boss of the house, plus the sauce niggaFrom a block to a block, it don`t stop niggaSee you fucking with a gorilla, that`s raw and untamedTesting your feet in the water, scorch it in flamesYou kill me mayn, it ain`t shit to move niggasCemetery street booth, the pot to abuse niggasSpin em around, watch em fuck to the ground niggaAnd be like timber, cause somebody too limberFor the block to enter, split up his fo`headI`m cross red, light speed or head at niggasI don`t know how the hell you gon get fed, for free niggaIt`s me nigga, rep it up for the three niggaDon Corleone, separate monkeys from gorillasYou feel that, motherfucker[Hook - 2x][Mr. 3-2]Guns busting, blood rushing out your bodyThat make you clear the way, in a new MazarattiNiggas talk about it, but what would you doIf I had that big black thang, pointed at youI`m Mr. 3-2, ghetto confidantLadies on dick, niggas wanna go to warBut I don`t bar, nothing but promethazyneSpin out your limousine, lifted a whole magazineSixteen plus one, watch me square it offRunning through the whole house, it`s the number one BossFuck it doors off, it don`t get no realerFucking with this Southside, Gulf Coast gorillaBorn a go getter, eager and ambitiousCoward ass bitches, getting broke like dishesCaught up like fishes, and swimming in the seaMy repercussion as I`m busting, on the first thing I see[Hook - 2x][Al-D]I`m a fiend for green, feddy`n my teamPo` nigga slow nigga, what the fuck you meanFirst off I`m the shit, and the click I claimTalking down on the name, you get two in your brainWith the slugs you injected, came back resurrectedPimp my pen got my ends, now I`m well respectedJust accept it, you can`t fight fire with heatLook a G in the eyes, and stop talking to my feetWe too deep to go to sleep, keep bumping your gumsThrow ones and dum-dums, buried deep in they lungsI ain`t playing, so listen carefully to a GYou don`t want nothing, with this S.U.C.I mean nothing, end of discussionBreak a nigga bluffing, I`m busting when you rushingNigga fuck busting, I`m packing my heatLeaving hoes and my foes, from they head to they feet[Hook - 3x]