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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Shots 2 Da Double Glock

  hip-hop  rap  gangsta rap  hip hop  rnb
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Текст песни Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Shots 2 Da Double Glock

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Shots 2 Da Double Glock слова песни

Ooooooooooooo....killa(x2)If you`re down to glide and slide on the Clair, then let`s rideTony Tone roll with Bone on the dark sideBut when you come just bring your guns witchaIf your a busta niggas gone have fun witchaSo nigga don`t get me wrong, my niggasSwang them thangs, bang some brainsSlangin` yayo, it all remains the sameStep and you`ll catch some buck shotsMurder one on the Clair my glock glockMo thugs whats up nigga get droppedPut `em in the mud, pop and I can`t stop nowNigga that I thug wit` killPop to tha chest how does it feelAnd nigga we peel capsPap, fit to get your wig cracked backKillin` I`m buckin em down, I wish ya wouldTry to get some, redrum, bitchNigga don`t test my hoodA first degree murderin` wig splitta, grave diggaDiggin` a ditch, puttin` a bitchAnd them snitches in the pit, so don`t fuck withThem niggas off the 9 9The foundation of niggas commitin` a crime is murderin` every timeNigga beware cuz here come the ClairMobbin` like them soldiersWatch me fold yaFor actin` like somebody never told yaSo off we go, to the bloody rowTryin` to blood some souls, with that nine shotGivin` props to the double glockPump pump when I let my shell downHit a nick nack gimmee the goodies and nigga me dashYa reach for the gauge and mashYell out 187 and blastNigga don`t test nuts your luck`s fuckedYou feelin` up right for the bone yardThuggin` off with the graveyard shiftThen comin` up blow your whole card, bitchScandalous niggas, dwellin` the Clair be servin` them chop chop`sWe rippin` them guts with buck shotz, pop popYou better be ready for this thug styleKrayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Flesh with them wicked nowWe straight up the glock glockWell don`t get your wig`s split nowEast 99 follow me down the strip as we trip to the darksideBetta grab your pop, niggas beTrippin` and flippin` as soon they get out187 you`re caught in a murderNiggas up to no goodUh oh, fuck noThey never could fuck with a thug hoPop pop givin up shotz to tha double glock glock [x4]Nuthin but them killas, straight up thuggasRippin bucks up bloody clothesGaugin` bloody watch this nickle trippin` shot and fuck `em downBuckin` them coppas downRound after round after roundBloody bodies badges spread out on the groundAin`t no sound, just them demons screamin` rest in peaceI guess you got ta sufferReady to pip hollow point tip, got your wig splitThey made your bodyOnce you hunt my victims on a missionFlippin` livin` on a darker sideCreepin` on your homicideLet my nuts and my gauge hang low now walk on by,Boogie Nikke`s on a night rideThuggin through my thuggish ass hood at night, with my pipeThuggin down the double glockTryin` to get my serve onWatchin` my back while six-five try to roll onBut one to the suckas head and two up in his bodyNow peep my creep I eat the reefer smoke all up inside meWe jumpin` up rough from the hoodWe bailin` we thuggin` we lookin` like crooksCould tell we be fatal, ready to rollKnow we willing and ableRollin` with Ruthless bitch betta check my labelMurda dem, never come againWhen the scandalous niggas set upBloody nigga trues be on my levelEighty eight and ten five is the soldiers ghettoNigga don`t take the wrong turn or you will enter the hood and were spittin so cover your domeAt a cut where the thugs and hustlas roamCleveland BrownsDogg Pound hoes, it`s onLet`s begin in the mix, of a Clair playerYou`re liable to get your wigs split and dumped in a ditch bitchCause them thugs, sendin` them slugsLeavin` em off in the cut in a puddle of blood say whatDon`t make me go in my trenchNigga ya got me bentAll fucked up,your luck`s up, you gotta get sentTo your gravesite as John Doe for fuckin wit those...It`s them thugs runnin` amuck, on none but a slug all up in the territoryNever divide, go nationwide with the buck buckSo where you at where you atI`m strapped and ready ta snap n yank a nigga`s neck backputtin em Koolaid hatsIn ta the graveyardPumped up betta get downThugs`ll be glad ta tear aroundFoe sombody gets fuckedYa still don`t want some bitch but what the muthafuck I wannaWham ya wit a tec-9Now bitch press yo luckPop pop givin up shotz to tha double glock glock [x16]

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