Текст песни Kool G Rap - Black Widow, слова песни Kool G Rap

Текст песни Kool G Rap - Black Widow

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She tossed the flamer `94 walked into dangerBehind the wall fought with a bangerTrapped in the beast, gas released, a rat deceasedBack on the street, back on her feetClappin the heat...[unknown singer]She`s dressed to killIced-out head to toe, a snake in blackShe`s cleared, to, get illShe`s about the dough, the black widow[Verse 1: Kool G Rap]Yo, she was a tight bird, female version of IcebergTo put in the right wordsPlayed the right curves, beige and white birdsThe type she served it was quite superbRan through the city in a white suburbLived in a predominantly white suburbShe liked the herb, rockin all the richest type of fursMake your life submerge if you strike a nerveDough she like to splurgeShine of her light blurs from off her fingerHoney was off the ringer, the way she tossed the flamer`94 walked into danger, behind the wall fought with a bangerTrapped in the beast, gas released, a rat deceasedBack to the street, back on her feetClappin the heat, from the back seat, in back of a jeepStackin the heat, pilin the onesMade her point when violence was brungRegulated and balanced the slumsBrought in a cat with a talent for gunsClick quick to silence a DunnConvoys of black limosEmploys strapped with mack millosBustin off caps through a cracked window, that`s the MOPush your wig back, make you a black LenoThe feds on her tracks got the phones tapped for infoTryin to map the dividend flow, and where the ends goCheckin on whose name the Benz goWho pushes the buttons when Mac-10`s blowA rose on a black satin pillowThe silhouette of her web, killin for bloodspill, a black widow[Chorus: unknown singer] + (Kool G Rap)She`s (out for blood) dressed (for the kill) to kill (bustin slugs)Iced-out (shit is real) head (livin crime) to toe (life of crime)A snake (droppin heads) in black (pullin nines)She`s cleared (dodgin heat) to (play the street)Get ill (let the guns blow, had to eat)She`s about (copped the raw) the dough (went to war)The black widow (beef no more, cold fours at your door)[Verse 2: Kool G Rap]She was married but four times a widowThe fifth time ditto, kiddoStep out of line, kitko, she spit nines and shi-dellsPut a pound to the tip of your niddosePut em in line piddlesDiamond-stud shinin the clito`, the web spinninWith bloodstains soaked in the bed linenSpread venom, known for bustin the lead grinnin, tilted red brimminMakin the lights inside of your head dimminGivin head to men and, leave a knife in they chest with a red ribbonBread to swim in, foes get left deader than LennonThreads of linen, sippin gin with a shread of lemonDead-up thoroughbred, slim and trim and stackin cake like Emminger`sUnder the down coat brown coat like cinnamonShe went to have the Benjamins, for that she injure menSend a squad to go and injure men that injure menOn top of that she popular, hit the operaFrancis Ford Coppola, mezzanine she`s with binocularsYou even think about poppin her, stoppin her, moppin her, droppin herHard with bodyguards divin on top of herCops in they Blu-Blockers watchin her, steady clockin herJock her, dreamin of knockin her, thinkin a scheme for knockin herDress provocative, show the cleavage between her knockersBust a sock off with a blocker to rasta inside her lockerShe cover the bills though, restaurant delicatessen ArmadilloWhite Willow, strike of the black widow[Chorus][Verse 3: Kool G Rap]She held a white weddinType settin just like a sight from heavenSpend twice the bread`n from her last rice on her head`nAll types of presents, striking presenceBodyguards ready to light they weapons, ignite the WessonsRefuse to live the life of a peasantDays and nights was right and type pleasantAt the foot of the aisles, took vowswith all the criminals and crook palsThat put smiles on niggaz` necks while they look foulPiles of cops peepin her central book filesBeef them niggaz cook wild, groom lookin shook styleForced into marriage, horse and a carriageRemember lifespan shorter than average, lady boss flossin her caratsDreams to get rich and perish in ParisCherish the cabbagem, makin her path out of the church passageThugs they do they dirt massiveSkirt slashed, first class, Doni Amberg glassesFlirt with her lashesSnapshots, smirk for the flashesPlots to leave her murked in the massesTwo killin experts on the grassesPut in they Tec work for the cashesLeave the Earth hurt with a passionTwo louds shots burstin in actionMade her head jerk from the blastinLady down, holdin her shirt gaspin, hit by another turf assassinReason not even worth askin; the facts are real, thoughGot her cap peeled for stackin real doughLifestyle brillo when you`re rollin for krill doughDeath of a black widow

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Black Widow

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