Текст песни Black Moon - Reality... (Killing Every Nigga), слова песни Black Moon

Текст песни Black Moon - Reality... (Killing Every Nigga)

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"Bundy shut your fucking ass... (Yo man we just recorded that!)"[Buckshot]Yeah...the fuckLook inside of the mind and seeOriginal heads check 1, 2, 3Light em up, Hawaiian cess bless my mindNow I kick rhymeFor the nickel nineTake a sip a wineBut E&J make a nigga laidFigure I stayed to the blunts saved the liquor for my bigga dayI represent the original headKilling the original deadBoo yaa! that`s my nigga DredBlowing the spot, Blaaw!!!Fuck a philly, Five got the dutch, Buckshot got the Colin PowellCheck my dialect from my diaphragmYou got your nine by your waistline andMe and my niggas don`t give a damnWe got the Bucktown Boot Camp attitude kill a manTimberland make me generalRoughneck wildBig em up nowBob Marley styleCheek & Chong styleLike the bongstyleThat`s light at night puffin` the L by the grip and nowI smoke so much Li I hallucinateIll visions in my headEverybody must dead[Chorus: repeat 4X]Killing every nigga in sightKilling every nigga in sightKilling every nigga in...I wake up in the morning..(we puff Li)I wake up in the evening...(we puff Li)Check the blahzay blahI`m feeling the rhyme from the rhythm and the soulI pack a 20 sack and watch a nigga foldDon`t you hate niggas who make records for bitchesIt`s all about the bluntsFuck them stuntsNow, what ya want is what ya getLike biggety bitch bend over blow meSo I can feel the breezeGiving my enemies time to recollect on the pastWhen I bust that ass base to ya checkFigure I get bigger when I lose my beeperKnock the headPlus Knock the dredAll body deadWe be I and I be we cause we be familyBuckshot, Five FT and Evil DeeT to the R-E-V and the M to the E-E-C-H-EAll my niggas in the place to beCan I get an Amen?...(Amen!) C-D-B[Chorus]I like the night, if you like the nightI like the nightBitchass niggas take flightYou want your gun I got your millimeterI eat a sucka duckity smoke blunts by the centimeterRight to way to serve the nigga on the curbI love my niggas so my niggas puff herbNow my niggas throw ya blunts in the air like this...(like this)Original crooks never get dissedIf we get dissedNiggas get that to the backFive where he at?...(right here!)Another mission to be dissingNow who do I be dissing bitchesGod, fuck the intermissionIt`s about killing the niggaThe one playing the biggerThe one playing the sucka ducks with my triggerFeel the buck coming on in the setSome Barley on the wreckFuck it, time to break a neck[Chorus]

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Reality... (Killing Every Nigga)

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