Dem Niggas - 3X Krazy, Yukmouth

Dem Niggas - 3X Krazy, Yukmouth

Альбом
Stackin Chips
Год
1996
Язык
`English`
Длительность
238800

Below is the lyrics of the song Dem Niggas , artist - 3X Krazy, Yukmouth with translation

Lyrics " Dem Niggas "

Original text with translation

Dem Niggas

3X Krazy, Yukmouth

Bitch niggas get eliminated, disintegrated

By my muthafuckin' nickel-plated, faded

Family member so hated

I’m one of the deadliest muthafuckas to know

Strapped with my Ru-ger, like Kelly keepin' it on the down-low

Down fo' lickin' 'n stickin', door-kickin' 'n sickin'

Luffa lockin', Ruger-cockin', heated like when I’m spittin'

Good riddance, fuck repentance

Grew up a menace and I’m in this

Game, another lost his name from dealin' illegal business

Repentance, feelin' no sorrow about them suckas I wasted

Relentless, and if you scared you better be gone with no traces

Erases mugs off faces knocked outta boots with double-tied laces

Duckin' 'n dodgin', dodgin' 'n duckin', you’re fucked 'n I’m «Missing» cases

I’m ready to light him, lit him up my 9 got him, beat him up

No need for the muthafuckin' ambulance, that boy ain’t gettin' up

Call the coroner to pick him up

We puts the smash down, y’all niggas won’t last

Y’all niggas gon' pass 'til I buck these hot ones in yo' ass

Make it look like a piston hit yo' ass

Get ready to die, niggas be ready to ride

Hoppin' on a mob means emptyin' clips

Hittin' yo' ass with some Oakland shit

Too late to dash muthafucka, mash

Cause the last thing he knew, is the gat went pop and the nigga didn’t laugh

Please don’t be confused with

The size of a nine millimeter, bullet

Knee-deep in yo' spine

With nowhere to run, to hide

Cause words gets served when bullets sprayin', muthafucka die

Open the back of your brain for keep on thinkin' it’s just a rhyme

I’m sick 'n disgustin' with a MAC bussin' through you 'n yo' cousin

Plus all them muthafuckas you lovin'

Who ya foolin'?

You thought it would die but figured the pound splittin'

It’s hectic when you’re fuckin' with dem niggas

Dem niggas

You know you gonna die when you’re fuckin' wit

Dem niggas

A lotta bullets fly when you’re fuckin' wit

Dem niggas

So-called boss-ballers get U-Haulers so it’s really that you’re fuckin' wit

Dem niggas

Dem niggas

You know you gonna die when you’re fuckin' wit

Dem niggas

A lotta bullets fly when you’re fuckin' wit

Dem niggas

So-called boss-ballers get U-Haulers so it’s really that you’re fuckin' wit

Dem niggas

How the fuck the night done started?

Got a call from 3 T-uh a Krayz

Said dem niggas on the other side kickin' up dust and they needed a MAC-elev'

Fa shee-uh, then get the wagon cause it’s Posi driven

With the MAC 'n a lead ski mask in the back and that’s how I’m livin'

On the edge of deceivin', different caliber leavin' no breathin'

If we leavin' leeway for reason, now I gotta get even like Steven

Step with my heater, through the cuts 'n the struts so no one can see us

{???], nigga this westsi-uh for li-uh

And it’s dem niggas, from the other side of the tracks nigga it’s just like that

So call up the U-Haulers and boldest nigga and now it’s time to strike back

A G bring in too this E, hittin yo' block in a 350

Gat in that ass with a T-E-C, wrong nigga ta fuck W-I-T

For the marks that wanna test me, get stole on

Line 'em all up like a nigga a punk for the fact you told on

Snitchin' to the cop you gotta get gone right through nutty again

In my cuddy again, give my cuddy a spin

See my buddies again sippin' on some gin

Gotta tell a friend about these marks that tryina lower me like an elevator

Imitator, rumor-creators, nothin' but a plan to infiltrate us

I’m ready to bust and watch yo' forehead split

To let you mark-ass niggas know you fuckin' wit

Niggas thinkin' I’m a wise-guy, so fuck a drive-by

Face to face, got him in the eye, Keak didn’t do it and that’s no lie

Niggas wonderin' why I’m still walkin' the streets

Cause I be in the cut flashin' and not a muthafucka' peep

A damn thang, burners on my hand, clenched-fist I hit these niggas wit a bang

Change the barrel on my shit and didn’t have to bury that thang

Cause I bet my maggy, make way right through his baggies

Niggas don’t play politely so sweep him beneath his Nikes

If ya clowned you lay, how long could you last

If the town you stayed was deep as surround with niggas don’t play around

Let the hollow tips rip open get in ya

Cause you know it’s really that you’re fuckin' with dem niggas

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