Текст песни No Limit f Kane and Abel - It`s a Riot
No Limit f Kane and Abel - It`s a Riot слова песни
Somebody let me outta here they`re goin to fuckin kill each otherNigga this Kane and AbelAnd you`re listenin` to the motherfuckin no limit soldiers compilationAll the cowards better get the fuck to the back because bout to go down in this bitch Chorus x2It`s a motherfuckin` riot (riot)All you bitch ass niggaz be quiet (riot)It`s a motherfuckin` riot (riot)All you bitch ass bitches be quiet (riot) [ Kane ]Tequila on my breath Who next to step in depthCheck if you got heartI`ll bill out your chestStop a lyrical light speedBlunts rolled tight like weedMedieval teens in my jeansEat`em bust like private beanstriple beamer cumulatedHey, they can`t fade itSick, pull out my dick And show them hoes I`m x-ratedI stay readyBitches doin` pushups in the jail houseGettin` ready, cuz niggaz know birds fly southWell protected by them killers Wit the goal in they mouthFriends my trigger finger itchAnd boom, tear that ass outLive from the battlefield Blue still never kill killShit gettin` real better God you grill Chorus x2 [ Abel ]I got the ice cold grill Chillin` wit two killersOne shot one killedGangster five gorillas In the club me mugSmoke some budIf you fuckin` wit thugsPlay catch wit slugsNigga cut that shit, uhThrow that shitIf you roll less shit Then we can blow that shitIn the back of the whip Just like your restThat your bitch in assitGettin` a dick taste testI`m mister Abel, that nigga,Mister Kane(Stay cool to the game)Son shine the rain(At the million dollar game)Mister Master P(My daddy`s place I can hold)Chasin` after meCan we please get into some gangster shit(Take it back to 96)Flippin` bricks for chips, bitch Chorus x4