Текст песни Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - 2 Glocks (U-Neek`s Remix)
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[Krayzie]What they really want... {*8X*}Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggaz with the gunsAnd you might get shot (get shot)Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..You could (fall to your death death) be the first to feel the heatTo see how much we got (we got) {*2X*}I still be the thuggish ruggish niggaDressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and bootsStill don`t give a fuck about the lawStill run with a pump in my car and fuck who you areYour fuckin with a couple of niggaz that`s really insaneI`m talkin loco krayzie as hellIt ain`t just a name it`s the gameWe done loosened up a couple stringsAnd shook a couple of screws loose in my brainBesides that man ain`t nothin changedLook at me nowI`m still a thugNigga I still smoke bud(You know) you know I still representSt. Clair wig split shit nigga whatThis is bone thugNiggaz thinkin I told ya but we put it down like thatAnd whoever we got to fuck up to prove thatWe do it and keep on movinGuess who`s back up in the houseOriginal cleveland criminalsNiggaz just send them subliminal messages like"Murda, Mo Murda Murda!"Never forgot where we come fromWatch how you move your tongueCause I got niggaz thats ready to jump off in your assAnd smash and crashProtect my niggaz for combatLeather Face at ya and on your ass likeI was a heat seeker creeper the reaper peep youSweep you off your feet in cleveland[Layzie]I be the smoothest little nigga you can meet me (me)But nigga you fuck with me then I`m a fuck with youIntroduce you to this heatI sweep the streetWhen I draw down let me hear ya say"Fuck the Law!" nowRawest niggaz in the town ready to thug and go downGo pound for pound nigga that`s the mottoLet me see you throw them thingsAnd if it`s real nigga keep it realShow me your game I`m sure gonna claimWhat the fuck is mine my nigga I`ll take itGrab a player hater by the neckChoke him out and try to break itGive me your moneyDrop them keysIt`s a jack move bitchAnd since you haters ain`t got no businessThat`s how we attack your shitNigga we`ll smack your bitch in the middle of the grammyAnd the media might ban meNigga this "Mo Thug Family" is for real[Krayzie]Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggaz with the gunsAnd you might get shot (get shot)Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..You could (fall to your death death) be the first to feel the heatTo see how much we got (we got) {*2X*}[Bizzy]Pull it up sit up get up and count your moneyBefore it all gets spent upAnd you wanna get rid ofA hood bitch with game and every bitch said I`m a good bitchFuckin with my wood grainEverybody still playing that hood game quiet (quiet quiet...)Especially when it`s tiredMy evironment ain`t nothing but niggaz dyingIn a chemical fed injection in Jasper, TexasSplit up these niggaz off in different sectionsDon`t hate my messageDestiny led to mimic chastity for my daughterWad up a niggaz sherm and come listen to the sermonSwerving in my suburban lick it up with the bottleBut everybody know I got some problemsHad dreams of the ApolloThe fiends had faith in meSuckas wouldn`t runA nigga not insaneNiggaz still with me boneSome how they turn upRun up and get your sign run blindlyElevate through time nowhere to hide[Flesh]Our dogs finna haul off lead sawed off headNigga you drippin soakin with bloody body be beggin meYou know what you should`ve capped like 2-Pac with a glockThey`re deadly better not upset my thug mentality suckaYou know you done fucked up don`t you niggazRunnin up blastin big ass triggersWhat the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the skyCould it be a bird or maybe it`s even a planeFor the untamed insane human only the fifth dogFuck you thought mothafuck fameFor the fact the shit is a fat game goingRemain number one in the landFlesh strangle the gangBang bang bang I dropped five guardsIn the name of the Lord I sayNow how many times will I have to slay todayWill I raise my guageOh GodHow will I teach ya but it`s these tactics that he daily practiceThey gonna let youDon`t have it have itRunnin up you sons of bastards blast itWe sons of assassins match it collecting more cashThat`s true your feeling thatNiggaz said all my babies get a millionStruggle with a villain hit them with a venomous blowI call on my mightyY`all can jokeGonna surround my soul but go with the calico yoWe the tightest you know Mo the MightyYes trues humbly unitedMy family never dividedDesperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, 7th SignFor the FBI you wanna come test my EnterpriseBitch you better go think twice and open up your mothafuckin eyesThese niggaz can`t fuck with the fifth dog finna parlayEveryday stormin your way you better lay lowSo you might just duck when I buck guageCan`t you see my niggaz having a ball all daySince we having a ball all day mothafuckers player hate[Krayzie]Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggaz with the gunsAnd you might get shot (get shot)Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..You could (fall to your death death) be the first to feel the heatTo see how much we got (we got) {*4X*}