Текст песни Fatal Hussein - Intro *
Fatal Hussein - Intro * слова песни
[After about a minute of mixing][Bomb explosions, gun shots](You know what you be?)[Fatal]You be like the type that come at meAnd shoot one at me,Tryna set it,Then get another nigga to dead itOutlaws we `trol heatYa cold feet remain frozenAs Hussein show thievesThat got our own name stolenI`m Hussein,Flyin` down 95 in two lanesWearin` fitted and blue chainThe one out of these two thangsHustle or be hustled,Tussle and these toughThey sheaths hunt you downWhen you around and ya knees bucklePopped up, whopped up, glock cocked upAn` got ya cop shot up,Came to shook shop upI took money, gave `em horrorRecruit crooks for meKeep my finger on strap,`Til the gat looked uglyI mash fast illyG-packers get bagged sillyWe pack mac millisYou know the science for thatThese niggas tryna rapWhen I spit it like I`m committedWid triple and double digitsBag whatever bubble wid itAll y`all gon` do is be talkin` while I walkWid the war you ball wayEither way you playin` ya partnerWatch me bop down ya blockWid my suit and chocolatesOn some Deathrow Pac shitOutlaw Khadaf shit, I got this,I let you know you playin` yourselfAin`t seein` a damn bit ah cokeYou might be bangin` yaselfTalk that crew shit,I`m knowin` already who ain`t gon` do shit,Pack one nasty new wid, a lil` bit of blue shitConfucious, run deep from Jerz,Right off clue shitMakaveli shit still bangin`Y`all shoulda knew thisY`all niggas gon` ride or die