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One 2 da Bootlegga
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Hip-Hop/Rap
One 2 da Bootlegga은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2012년 8월 1일일에 Music of Life에서 발매되었습니다.Da Hoodzmen - EP
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발매일2012년 8월 1일
라벨Music of Life
언어English
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BPM93

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Check out the **** coming straight to your head
Watch dem all fi dead plus I shot ??
Oh shit, you're selling my tapes on the street corners
Before you sell that tape, I tell you now I'm gonna warn you
If I catch my tape on your deck you geting wrecked
Don't stop ?? to pull or snap a neck
How did you figure on that type of ****
Don't even ask how his body ended up in the river
Off my tapes you're making profit
Stick out your head I'm a chop it
I rocked it, can't stop it
I jocked it, I knocked it
Damn, I wish I could slam like the man
Who's the man? *Da Hoodzman is the man*
Yo, I told you once, I told you twice, it's time to pay the price
And yo, don't play the punk chum, I just rolled your dice
One 2 Da Bootleggers and em all fi dead
Catch your buck buck buck now your woe is me
Ha ha, I got beef lately for the bootleggers
That's the sound if you're trying to get clever
Cos you're not Sally selling shells by the sea shore
You sold my shit now you're laying on the floor
Which way? Where did the bootlegger go?
Find the motherfucker, put a tag on his toe
Bitch, The U-N-I switch to rap singer
You change the pitch, now there's an itch on my trigger finger
I want some more kidnap get back
You're selling my tapes? Word
Cos I don't wanna be a well known chum with no papes
I pack bricks and bats when the bootleggers bother me
* Eyy yo, Universe speak about the quality *
Word! The quality sucks, map rappers are getting fucked
It's wack to put some change in a **** luck
I know your name but you couldn't buy a six pack
Somebody said the bootlegger got it like that
Crack your cranium, you can call me Damien
Omen, the tapes ain't yours cause you stole them
Ha ha, hell **** ain't a fucking thing funny
I bust nuff shots, do you wanna be a mummy?
Dummy, dodo, I play you like Toto
Cos there's no place like your dome
Once again, it's gonna be on
Chorus x4
You sell my tape, you get knocked out the box
Peace to dreadlocks, I don't give props to any cops
Perhaps I might smoke the funk from my blunt
Hit chumps, punks back up, I took the caps from your fronts
Now you wanna ?? from my tapes yo
Face the great ape, don't touch my cage I might escape
From the bootleggers grip, check I broke his hip
And after all that I fucked his moms and he flipped
Shit, that's even better
I love to see a bloody bootlegger
Rip em up, chop em up on my leather
Yo leader, give em a Columbian neck tie
I don't give a fuck if the bootlegger die
Ha ha I can get higher than my blunts
Shits and rather skunk, I be on that shit for months
Yo, please oh please don't fuck with my weed
?? flip to kick a **** in his seeds
I itch like fleas, I spread like disease
It's time for the bootlegger to bow down to his knees
So here I cluck, there I cluck, everywhere I gluck, gluck
Well who got stuck I got the barrel to your nuts
Aiming for your cunt, aiming for your head
Catch a buck, buck, buck now the bootlegger's dead
Chorus x4
Written by: Hael Bryant, Harrii, Hiram L, Michaël
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