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Текст песни Prince Paul f Breeze, Sha - You Got Shot

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Chorus"You got shot cuz you knocked knocked knockedWho`s there, another motherfuckin hard rock" [ODB] 4x[True/Sha]If you knock on my door, you better been there beforeCuz for trespassin, you know I got the cureI sleep wit hot lead, and it`ll be dawn `fore deadI`ll let my girl go `fore my gun leaves my bedEvery man want heaven, but no man want deadAs the pope once said, `fore the dred lost his headSo I keep my door locked, my gun cold-cockedFirst nigga that knock, I`m lightin up the whole blockTest me not if you don`t want to get hotCuz I have missing posters filled wit all you hard rocksAnd I suggest, if you don`t want to get blessedJust remember to wear your bullet-proof vest"You got shot cuz you not not notWho`s there another mother" "BLAOW"[Tariq/Breeze]It`s showdown, brother high noonMy soul questin like old WesternsThe low down gonna die soonThe True fake, you gonna fall to rock-bottomWhen my glock spot em, then for you snake you gonna crawlCrumblin, messin wit me, definitely humblinMumblin mercy, thirsty I need to hear itI need your spirit decimated, desecrated my core up to the extremeBefore you do your next scheme, deserve to leave you sufferinYou gots to catch a payback, from her to meYour brother been your brother kid from way backAin`t no shame in your dramaYou will be feelin the heat from you stealin my beatDown to you gamin my mamaAimin a bomb to finish wit you, diminsh split youYou done pushed me, shit I didn`t even get to kill that pussyBut now I`m bout to kill it, fill it, spill it on this pavementYour scream`ll satisfy my Wes Craven/cravingChorus 2x[Tariq/Breeze]Yo word is bond son, I`m sayin niggazWhen I see that nigga, yo that`s my wordShit is gonna be so real for that niggaYo, I`m sayin[True/Sha]My cream I protect, your dreams I respectMy plan to hard rock shit be snappin at your neckI thirst for beef, hot lead spells reliefSo play your position, brave nigga I`m the chiefAnd all that hard rock shit gon get you closer to redrumAnd reachin for your pistol, I can say that`s quite dumbSo leave it alone, you`ve been dethronedThat`s only if your black ass wanna make it home[Tariq/Breeze]You`re gettin carried awayWit pallbearers, twist you while I`m wettinThat be the way it`s all clear wit Mr. LGone black, I`m tellin him you was plottin for cheddarTo hell wit him, you forgottenAgainst my contract, we could do this like JudasBlast you wit your style, mastered it so foulLeave you clueless like "who this?"Carma caught you kid, I`m fuckin sicker than true liesI`ma scorch a nigga, comin thicker wit new riseIt`s hard to live, knowin that you doin the sameKnowin about you and your game, let God forgiveI won`t see I don`t give a fuck sonI give a buck in gross earning, you eatin the heat in my toast burnin"You got shot cuz you knocked knocked knockedWho`s there another motherfuckin hard rock""You got shot cuz you knocked knocked knockedWho`s there another mother" *gun shots*

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