Lirik

Yeah bitch Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers What you think about that? You brother's don't got it B-rizzle you know it, fo' shizzle My nizzle, you gon' get hizzle Relax by the kizzle An' go get us a couple hizzles You dizzles Yeah with muggs What it is SEN dog Keep it real gangster Yeah, B-Real, whaddya gotta say? Bitch you try to spit on, you best get on Before things start to happen and I lose my calm 'Cuz I just wanna puff weed and tip my cup (Yeah) Smoking on a kush weed, not giving a fuck Rhyme flow, mack-o-hoes and stack dough! But niggas wanna do shit to make me react So "Insane in the brain", let it rain on a bitch nigga Hanging on my chain 'cuz you wanna be a rich nigga You can't feel me without the braile I'm like that shit that will catch you without the yale Make busters pale 'cuz they seen too much But really what they saw was me and Kurupt Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Penetentionaries stuffed for centuries You gotta be real like me and B-Real See you shoot, you ride but we kill Concentrate unloadin' our steel Dippin', hit up niggas, yes we will Riding on niggas when the may am spills Pistols launch off and travel like arrows, animals, Hannibal Hamlet and unmanageable What you gonna get, nigga? Ham on the table I sic the home girls on you, struck by angels Get 'em up drive by, watch 'em gone drive by Paranoid, we drive by till we die You niggas don't really know shit I treat niggas like hoes, goofy silly dumb biatch Here is something that they just don't get I don't give a fuck nigga, I don't give a shit Here is something that they just don't know Back to fo, creepin' through the back door, nigga Here is something that they just don't get I don't give a fuck nigga, I don't give a shit Here is something that they just don't know Back to fo, creepin' through the back door I just dope blast 'em 'Cuz I ain't finished yet I see remains of someone you ain't deminished yet We're like a pack of panorama In your Soul Assessino Attackin' you, till there is nothing left for your mama East side, do or die? Niggas wanna ride Hitting switches in the cadillac, getting thru real high 'Cuz we live this, did this, beatin' like a pistol whip Don't pull out ya gat if ya gunna let ya pistol slip I'm ignorin' all the dumb shit, 'cuz these vatos can't hang With the mad dog, nigga, out here runnin' thangs Dump on that ass if you fuck with my business Stop Pop, and drop all of you witness Glocks lock, and unlock if you listen Buck shots, hard stops, no more snitches That's what you get when you fuck with the Real Hardcore Nigga said, "Pack That Steel" Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Yeah, the streets is ran, by heats and mini vans Invadin the spaces, chucks and fat laces The "I Don't Give A Fuck" committee's just arrived With millis and fifty-fives Homicidally, I've seperated the busters Blasted the snitches, broke the switches Fucked the bitches, invaded the glitches Stole the riches, booked the bitches Like fuck ya asses, nigga Poet in the streets, niggas livin' on the edge We take it to the Darkside, gettin' in your head While you haunt us like a fed, we twist you like a dreadlock Has I got to hammer talkin' bitches in the bed? While you fuckin' with the Soul Assassins in the dark town And all my latin dog-niggas get to hold it down Now your violatin' 'cuz you haters know I'm waitin' In the silver stack in the parkin' lot With the handle cocked Here is something, that I think you just can't understand How I could just kill a man! And you wonder why and how it is I could just kill a man How I could just kill a man! You see, in these streets I pack my heat 'cuz should it be for real How I could just kill a man! And if you think you wanna come and test me Then come deal with my steel How I could just kill a man! Here is something, that I think you just can't understand And you wonder why and how it is I could just kill a man You see, in these streets I pack my heat 'cuz should it be for real And if you think you wanna come and test me Then come deal with my steel You just don't understand How I could just, kill a man (Yeah) La la la la, la la la la la
Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze, Senen Reyes, Ricardo Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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