Текст песни E-40 f A-1, Big Bonna - Mayhem
E-40 f A-1, Big Bonna - Mayhem слова песни
Bout, bout bout, bout bout, bout boutbout, bout bout, bout bout, bout bout bout(2x) [E-40]Me and my guys be lurking the streets plottin upside down smilingBummin no matter Skully, hoods, bandannas, bulletsStocking caps Ski masks, loced out murder one classesThose new Wallabe`s, hocked up, Chuck TaylorsPermanent creased five-oh-one jeansThrow away his real ooze machines, Chinese AK zooms, razorblades,Jerry Curls, fingerwaves, and French braidslabeled him sinner look out for that motherfucker he might rob yaNiggas come tatted up head in a body slang [Big Bonna]Well it`s your nigga Big Bonna niggaz be creepin up on yaGoin for the jugular, niggaz trying to slug yaCatch a nigga doing all kinds of nasty things ohh what I feel is mayhem bringsYou see us on the block we doing are thuggin, the gottieGot the whole town wonderin who the fuck shot himLookin for the body, tell me what they found, His head in Richmond the rest in the V-town [A-1]Thinking about the set up, trying to get my red upbout my cock this tech nine and get you wet up blueSo what the fuck they want to do, seem like we got the vas of these niggascaught cash and thought we was throughSo fuck this old bat shit, I`ll get the gat bitch and probably blow your brains outlooking to get my cap fit, thinking they all acted up and while I`m at yo assI`ll probably put these fuckin slugs in yo ass Chorus: [E-40 and Big Bonna] - repeat 2X [E] Causing Havoc`s, sparkin up chaos, bringing the ruckus Heavy metal heaters, mobbin under bucks[B] If you can`t beat us, then join us[E] Get on the team Street sweepers, grenades, rifles, and M-1-sixteens [E-40]It`s a cold piece of work out this waycause the way niggas are in the baby plan ain`t too safeNiggas will run up in yo car and try to take your faceMove up out the plan so I trust no one take nothing for granted{?} expanded double 0 chill hillside hillbilly like Jed ClampettDammit, us niggaz is deep and new improved like techsfound out where he slept and laid his wave capTycoon decisions, it`s really too bad that those piatchess found our billsSit up at the roundtable and discuss jurisdictional boundaries and territory issues [A-1]By any means necessary, so in your chest I bury two buck shots so who got six niggaz next to carryoff these wanna be`s, niggas they gonna seeAnd if you motherfuckers want some, then `tach on to me [Big Bonna]You see these niggas can`t flip doing things that sick (like what)Cut off your damn dick, make you eat your own shitBut I love a little mayhem fuck it, we can do itDon`t let me get off that masso candy and some fluid Chorus [E-40]Uh uh - A element of surprise, gettin my gig onsplit yo house in half, with a dreadlock wig onWhen you do ya hot ones, shoot lowCause it`s a reflection programmed in the rollstil automatics hit the floorDump, bust, blast, barefacesStrike, dip, mash - like a mental patietRun, quick, fast, and in a hurry (biaatch)Don`t worry forty vision ain`t blurry [A-1]It`s like military issues, make you wish you never got incause now I`m stalkin niggaz like a bitch doCan only ride so long with that fake shit I take shitto the limit with no gimmick in ninety-eight bitchSo fuck what you say, and fuck what you playI down it straight and can`t wait to hear what you bitch niggas gotta sayIf I can`t keep it real you can kill me so feel me cause I bring things to the game for my scuzzie [Big Bonna]We`ll kick a niggas door in, hit and lick you bragsNow you ridding in a fan, pulled tight and gagThen they pullin up out the Glad Bags, the hefty type(But you niggaz ain`t got no kind of idea what a chopped up body looks like)Then them niggaz start to pull down your Levisand bust you in the head with ruger P 85`sCall a mortician, call mark classSomebody in this motherfucker bout to come up missin, best believe (chorus)2x bout, bout bout, bout bout, bout boutbout, bout bout, bout bout, bout bout bout 2x