Текст песни Fiend f Kage, Mo B. Dick, O`Dell - Trip to London
Fiend f Kage, Mo B. Dick, O`Dell - Trip to London слова песни
[Fiend]He never really saw the bullet coming, no type of instinct for runningI wish he would have came with me to LondonI never knocked his hustle, I was the one that gave him muscleAnd showed him how to make a missle and snap a bone tissueRed covered the floors, only by the doorsIncase the D.E.A. got a drug sweep tourTo feed the kanine, look, I keep one on your waistlineA few thoughts if they really wanna chase mineWhy they wanna replace mine, chance with the killer when I chase mineI wear bullet proof transform, leave a number on who made mineSmoking that gray pine, they save mineI had to seek it, now I`m one of the ones that can speak it[Mo B. Dick]Yeah you didn`t want to listen the first time nigga warned ya.But now nigga bring that pain to your ass now.Look where you at, look where you at now nigga.What?[Kage]Bitch, you bitch.The game`s survival, follow motto of Fiend`s eleven hollowsAnd if I woes my rivals, represent the cash to Austin PowersToss a towel, it`s the arrival of the most powerful shots sprayedLike your ex girlfriends, and goes, finger fuckin gun and ammosLay a centerfold who they feel like CongoFuck a knife when we jump out the BroncoWith the four fours, uptown desperadoHit you with a Roy Jones combo, this ain`t a boat loadTo your afro, murder you, come to your funeralBuck and peel low, it`s a new time, here`s the introFuck with Fiend, you die, lose your vitals[O`Dell]You didn`t see it coming, no type of instincts for runningI wish you would have came with me to LondonYou didn`t see it coming, no type of instincts for runningI wish you would have came to LondonYou didn`t see it coming, no type of instincts for runningI wish you would have came with me to LondonYou didn`t see it coming, no type of instincts for runningI wish you would have came to London