Текст песни RBX - BMS On the Attack
RBX - BMS On the Attack слова песни
Yo manBrother Madness Style, c`mon, let`s let`s do this shitMotherfuckers done rolled on `emNah nah it wasn`t the gangsters manIt was, it was them motherfuckers, yeah (who was it?)(yeah, right right) Them motherfuckers, (??)(Shoot them motherfuckers man!)Yo yo, yo Create man, you got the strap?Rex T man, pop in the clipGive, give me the gun manGive me the gun that motherfucker is slippinOne-eighty-seven[RBX]Fuck it! I gotta do this quickI grab my glock seventeen, the clip went clickDat-da-da-dot-da tec, perfectSo I keep on I - pop him and drop himThat oughta stop him from comin up blocksDead in his tracks from stacks of factsRelax! I`m about to take my respectI lower, and aim straight for his fuckin neckBoo-yaa boo-yaa then I fade into the windHiden by the night, reflected by moonSoon comes the wrath of blacks actual factsPistol cracks..