Текст песни (Method Man f) Streetlife - Snuffed Out
(Method Man f) Streetlife - Snuffed Out слова песни
Word, yo, I loved you to death niggaWord.. it`s like til death do us partDedicatedPeace nigga now we must part kidYeah, fuck it, whatevaWe used to be tight, now it`s shoot on sightTakin the ghetto right, slidin in your wife on a rainy nightLow budget nigga wanna act like, yousa killa in the spotlightbut never lived the life?Throw the grilla in your mouthpiece, rock you to sleepFuckin wit Street, you better travel wit heat, speakin my pieceYou survived my attempt to homicideTried to slide and lit five rounds but hit the building sideThis is how it`s goin down, ain`t no peace until you`re gonePlay around, with your life playa you won`t live longProbably got a vest on, but your thoughts react like a young pawnThat`s when I swarm on your street dreams you mor-onCarry on, forty lead dons went through your TeflonI remained calm, even though you straight passed through my left armI never fold I reload, keep my clip full modeEmpty out six slick, to bloody up your wardrobePlus that click you run with, I heard y`all niggaz rub dicksGreet niggaz with a french kiss, some real fag shitSeen the bitch in you, from the first day you came throughSaw the size of my crew, and started actin brand newThat bullshit you pulled, you gon` pay tooYou went bubblin blue, it`s dead on the avenueI bailed you out, passed off a key to the stash houseSo you could lay low, from your P.O., before you mashed outThen you went the wrong route, that`s why I threw my dickin your girl`s mouthGet snuffed the fuck out, walk witcha guns outI`ll see you nigga!Yeah, see you!See you!