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Текст песни Crucial Conflict f Three 6 Mafia - 2 Bogus

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[Hook:] X 4We bogus bogus and mafia!Say what? [Never]Stand tall when this shit jump offBetter back back downGot a wild wolf pack attackWe`ll body snatch em, crack em Detach and smack emRun from the gun finna have you someSpin em around ready to drown emMissin arm leg leg arm head they found em stankinCuz he wasn`t ready for the wild gankinBlindfold execution styleCertified straight lunatic buckedCook County bounty rowdy better be audiBangers fulla anger, step into my chamberOh I`m finna hang ya, rodeo ranglersRide, east coast west coastIn the middle, down south, 2 bogusHypnotized Minds with the Conflict bumpinYour trunk and we steady dumpin[Crunchy Black?]It`s a motherfuckin stick upGiddy your shit upThree 6 finna tear the motherfuckin club upCrucial Conflict, click I roll withBetter get a bitch, war and straight gun upGimme that money, ain`t shit funnyFuckin with a motherfuckin nigga from down southNigga think I`m ?tray? hoe I ain`t ?tray?Find this gun in your motherfuckin mouth, test me babyIf you think I`m playin, proof test me babyIf you know what I`m sayinGot a couple motherfuckin niggas over here prayinGot a couple motherfuckin niggas over here layinFace down in the ground hopin dead they liveYou ain`t Mafia, you don`t know the dealRepresentin Memphis to the fullest and I got my gatBut it ain`t where you from it`s where you atI`m in the golden, nigga[Hook] X 4[Coldhard]Well if your city`s hardestMan have you seen the lives I feel that I have lived beforePaid to do my same lifeHopin I don`t get dropped bogus for nothin I doSmoke Hay like them playas back in the 50`s, it`s a newWe in the cell tooWe could get clink claks and thousand suitsLizard boots, a ring or twoHow you move to the blue, how you call us crewFool, be cool what`s cool, you snooze you loseMe and my down south niggas ruleFuck the other nigga, we pay dues too[Juicy J]This goes out to all my niggas Flippin cheese and countin figuresPut your boy up in the pictureKnowin I wanna be down with yaMemphis niggas, Chi-Town niggasClicked up like notorious killasNever focused, always bogusBlunts and guns is all we totinConstantly rollin, constantly rollinTight on white but weed I`m smokinEvery corner playas postinEyes are red from dope we chokinAll your hoes they blowin kissesPay attention to our pimpinFlict, Nino, and the JuiceWe tear the club up thugs and bitches[Kilo]Bone solid! Cuz papa was a rolling stoneGotta get em on and it`s on but in the terror zoneHavin visions of glistens my posse ridinDippin in my stridinNever slippin, just slidin, canivinBogus bogus nigga hopefulGot that mossbergSend the word, KiloNot because the mac spittin potent dopeAnd this overdose, comatoseWe gon rush and drain your mindIt`s a Conflict in the ghettoAnd we livin in crucial times[Hook] X 4[Lord Infamous]Scarecrow is frozen, not frozen and coldWe the cold terrorists, we have entered this city ChicagoCruical the Conflict the Memphis streets isNow you niggas know you can`t break (..?..)I`ma let this mob take offWon`t stop until I knock it offThe left fill it up till it wet and eruptErupt like muggin my type bustaCome get up in the middle of an inner city riddleWanna fill a figure up, and not just a littleFeel my force, of course you`re hoarseFrom the rusty point of Scarecrow`s sickleStabbin up through the ?vouches?Lord Infamous shock absorbinI`m squishin like project roachesCuz we be the niggas 2 bogus 2 bogus[Wildstyle]Smile for the bullhorn the alarm to runGun got me so gone hit em sonWe the number one young gunHold em up or fold em up son no love for noneRun up and get done punkHit em up jump straight bucked When it dump it come bullet`ll thump ya junkIt`s on fool pull the wrong moveAnd soon lose ya like LuciferIn the middle make a fool of yaRuin ya nigga choose and get abused ya crushedHuh? Where ya nuts son?I got Chicago straight Chicago98 shit figured up on John DoeIn the roll no flow peepin at allClose to coast close to crawlBump em all, put em in shockCuz ya can`t walk or walk If ya know who the boss, pack it up Ya lost, say what?[Hook] (till fade)

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