Текст песни Big Ed - Make Some Room, слова песни Big Ed

Текст песни Big Ed - Make Some Room

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(big ed)ChorusNigga make some room, nigga back up, back upNo limit soldiers bout to act up, act up x2(big ed)Ha, ha were my mother fuckin soldiers, its time for war (attention)Salute your captin time to get evenFire in the hole take coverGot you punk ass nigga trippin fallin over each otherSeen that 50 calibur spit that bits, unload, reload and extra an clip,I thought I was watchin gymnastics the way I seen that hoe flipIts the a-s-s-a-s-s-i-n who am I (the assassin)Big ed be puttin it down like dat get your gatA-r fully automatic now whatch how actIts survival of the roughest nigga, toughest niggaWhen Im drinkin happy, so they call mr. bucka niggaAsk my nigga chris artis he say no limit niggaz be the hardest>from coast to coast regardlessBetter then the last soldiers, throw yo nut, nigga what nigga whatChorus x2(mia x)N-o -l-i-m-i-t (repeat)Bout it niggaz from the streets (repeat)Tru is what we claim (repeat)We break that ass then we take names (repeat)Sound off (click clack)Sound off (rat tat tat tat)Break it on down (we aint to be played with)Shit! startes better take heatYall could fuck around and get smoked like weedBleed like a minstral, boy dont play no gamesWe done give a fuck about tha familys painAll the game is me find me in the n.o.Told ya hes got no name once the 50 sprainWho ya kiddin 2, whatcha been throughAint the issue, choppers hit youNigga soldiers tryin to spit youRip you you to pieces leave you funky like fecesTalkin ride ride know when you aint tryin to seeTthese down south about more problems than a lilWatch out the bound nigga comin 4 your grillThe real feels so they tryin our shitWhy the fakes hate because they cant relateNut fuck it we got duckets in the buckets for a rainy dayAnd momma mias verbil a-k gon spray 4 my soldiers(mac)Nigga die die die in the swingin battlefield (field)You can kill me if you kill (kill)I got that horse shoe on my grill (grill)Im a soldier (soldier )i never die (never die)When you no limit niggaz, we stay camoflage (camoflauge)Wooo!The full metal jacket that mac it I pack it clickin clackinT start spittin, they start subtractinNo retreat no surrender never take me aliveGot the game in my vein and the killer in my eyeIm shellshocked I aint you clock spittin and aint no bull shitin murda,Murda that when yell before I serv yaA-s-s-a-s-s-i-n dont make me dig into the hearts of men wooo!Chourus(c-murder)Im a motha fuckin no limit soldier till Im dead and gone ya heard me andI aint going never let a bitch nigga serv meBitch Im bossalini that means I run all this shitFirst leiutenant of a bunch of ignant niggaz in my tru clickFo the fedz if my regrets be realI cant explain why all my mother fuckin enimies is gettin killedWe no limit soldiers I thought I told yaMake millions on rap my lyrics burn like doljaWe breed fight machines military minded mother fuckasWith a past of sellin crack 2 some cluckersSo make some room nigga, cause we combat readySo back up , back up, or you gon fell this meshedie we soldiers(snoop)Na,na.na.na.na.na.Now I can lay play you or just spray youBuck you up or fuck you up or just chillAnd I will on real niggaBut Id rather not speak on it cause I know niggaz be litenin and twistinShitMy vision is to stomp on niggaz like a marin core vetWe ease your stress with 2 to your chestMr gangsta ganasta how ya do datIm a tru tankdawg & all yall niggaz already knew thatI got 2 kids in the back seat of my tankAnd 4 rights on the front doorAnd every state I go to hoes have to salute meEven though they know they niggaz probably wanna shoot meBut thats what big pokey & big v-90 there foC-murder is fool and big ed you know hes got toolsAnd silkk got all the bitches in high schoolLivin the life of a no limit soldier man that shit is way too cool now iDont know what yall been told(I dont know what yall been told)But gangstas and soldiers boy they roll(gangstas and soldiers boy they roll)Guns ammunission and plenty of weed(guns ammunission and plenty of weed)And a couple bad bitches oh yes indeed(couple bad bitches oh yes indeed)Sound off 1-2 sound off dpgN-o l-i-m-i-t

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Make Some Room

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