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Текст песни Tech N9ne f Mr. Stinky, Snug Brimm, Holl - Gunz Will Bust

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[Snug Brimm]I know you know this is Kansas City where life don`t mean shitSo step to me and immediatly get ya dome splitI pack heat for days, run streets wit K`s and hollowsOn the concrete ya saved, you made the pill no swallowYou never thought tommorrow You`d see me beamed up off I`m down wit a pumpSearchin for the niggas on a huntJerkin on the trigga when I dumpIts not a game dude my killas will mangleAnything in my range fool, when hattin get flame moveWe play the same rules, bustin out thirty-two shotsLookin to murda ya block, they neva heard of you shotThem come and servin you, Snug Brimm get the flashin Innocent or provin guilty, Snug Brimm get the blastinAnd fuck the homicide charge I got the Exposito A mob figga, plus a lawyer and do work for kilosYou know the steelo, real niggas neva talkJust listen this Duece shit comin wit heat up out the kitchen[Tech N9ne]Rough niggas in the street will bust for the bread in meDuece 57 Street and seven duece be packin heat Punks get the fuck away from we`Fore we buckin the, mothafuckin G-U-N-Z[Hook] Mr. Stinky & (Tech N9ne)They dont want fuck wit us (When I believe I will die)They dont want fuck wit us (Many hatas wanna try)As watch out gunz will bust(Real niggas run the streets wit they gats up)(Everything got and hoes gettin snatched up)[Hollow Tip]If you my enemy, my energy, Yo` rhymes in elemantaryGet lost in penetentiary when I begin the centurySo mention me, and I`ma heat the strack upIf its a hundred of you demons I suggest you fuckin back upI will mack up, don`t slack up, I`ma act up wrongAny muthafucka that think he got his clown suit onStep on, destroy ya mind you waistin ya timeCuz when I spit a fuckin rhyme, I got a million in lineNow listen to me, a bitch to do, nicknamin me Hollow TipWhen I spittin off clips betta kill yo click And I`ll ya brain if you can`t maintainBetta slow ya roll boy, really hungry aint no ho boyLets just show boy, and ya know boy that I whoop yo ass like whoa boyYou a decoy, on the real thangI`m the genius, you a pea brain Get pissed on, and whipped on, so who you talkin shit onI`ma spit on, any niggas spirit that step to meTryin to take my soul from under meBut I got a life time warranty[Unknown]Its Scatter Man came consistently dirtyFrom K.C. we`re in the drought we pay fifty for birdiesPack is short I call Snug and just give him the word heTake ya faith before he tell on me they get him for burndryHustlas shoot shit, rob shit, blue shitHardcore convicts, mob shit, you snitch, kill em below ticksNew shit, knew shit, knew we crossin the color linesNuff money, nuff weed, make a tought nigga color blindWe ran for curb servers then hop in and out of cars Ran for cash wit third murders then hop in and out of barsD12, Strange Muzik, Rougue Dogs, RegimeDuece Click, Dough Boys, Young Gunz, same teamSame beams, niggas that`ll split ya cherryVigilantes muthafucka plus permits to carryBitch you scary, fuck you and that bitch you marriedCross anyone I named that shit`ll get you barried[Tech N9ne]Rough niggas in the street will bust for the bread in meDuece 57 Street and seven duece be packin heat Punks get the fuck away from we`Fore we buckin the, mothafuckin G-U-N-Z[Hook][Tech N9ne]It`s all out war for the punks Funk finna jump chumps get a lumpWhen I dump tunks for the biuncs Gump wanna thump over pumps in a bump Rumps get it crunk when I skunk runts I`ma monkWhat you bunk niggas wantFuck what you thunk you sunk in a trunk FUCK THAT, we done heard and took enough crap Trust we bust back when muskrats bust capsI`ma tryna touch scrath, and bring my hell to partyAnd for the last time motherfuck Vell BakariYou cannot rap scrap wit me nigga to the back of meCatastrophe hit you shits ragedy it had to be thisTragedy shit, suck it up don`t be mad at me bitchI`m glad to be rich you gets none wit that faggoty bits I`ma a ex poppin, shroom droppin, rock `n roll starYouz a, no coppin hoes stalkin drunk and a old fartIts a shame, think you quick but you heard we flow quickaPlus the bitches don`t want to fuck a black herpy nosed niggaTHIS IS IT Y`ALLDump this pussy of in a pit dogNo stackin in hip hop it must not be his nitch y`allSo take the chicken exit, Tech Ninnas whats upNext time grown folks talk you shut the fuck upBITCH

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