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Big Scoob – Dead-A-Man (Feat. Krizz Kaliko)

Big Scoob
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исполнитель Big Scoob

длительность 00:30

размер 7.23 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

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Dead-A-Man (Feat. Krizz Kaliko)
00:30
I’m a beast from the streets, I’m sweaty and breathing hard I’m peeping in through the window, he’s slipping, puffing cigars Sipping on some brandy, it’s dandy just for a moment He flaunted now I want it, I plotted and got up on it Breathing like a demon, proceeding to start my evening I’m thinking 'bout my heathens, I’m feeding, so I ain’t leaving Destruction as a bust in! Yelling loud and cussing! Looking like the devil gripping metal, I ain’t bluffing! Take me to the money, just like I told ya Playing with me only gon' make me cock an explosion Soldier, told you first time that you met a nigga Play the game fair or regret you ever met me nigga! On a mission out hunting, I’m vicious and look suspicious Best believe me when I tell you «I will!» Let me do it, I can do it, been through it but nigga, really?! I should have been dead! Moving slow, sitting low, we’ve been hunting all night On a mission with precision, 'bout to take this nigga’s life Only bright nigga played me for a large sum of cash Hope it’s worth it, when this choppa get to sing it to his ass! Whistling bullets singing past, cutting holes through his ass I forget a lot shit, but I remember all my math Let it pass, been a year now, I bet he think I’m soft He was playing checkers, it was chess that I was tought I’m strategic so believe it, every nigga that has wronged me Either finished breathing or one evening he won’t be! I wished that it is was different, I didn’t have to kill for bread But this the life I chose, when he shows this nigga’s dead On a mission out hunting, I’m vicious and look suspicious Best believe me when I tell you «I will!» Let me do it, I can do it, been through it but nigga, really?! I should have been dead! God’s karma man, these niggas let me have it, I was slipping I was going off the liquor, hella rowdy, I was tripping Chasing pussy like a rookie and I know I’m out of bounds Papered-up and flamed-up, nigga showing I’m a hound All I heard was spittin rounds, from the chop I know the sound Heard the zing and saw the blades trying to lay me down Took for cover, so I struggle, trying to keep from passing out Doing a hundred up the block, I’m in and out, I’m blacking out Called the homies: «send the missles, just in case I didn’t make it» Want revenge and I can taste it! I was praying that I made it I didn’t ask for forgiveness, I still had to handle business So as God is my witness, I can’t tell you why I’m living On a mission out hunting, I’m vicious and look suspicious Best believe me when I tell you «I will!» Let me do it, I can do it, been through it but nigga, really?! I should have been dead!
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