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Warzone
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Трек «Warzone» вышел в 14 августа 2022 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «2425564 Records DK»)Madison St. Project
Released14 августа 2022 г.
Лейбл2425564 Records DK
ЯзыкEnglish
BPM134
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I got big thangs
See us you move out the way
You try me you losin your face
Click bang
Choppa peel back your toupee
Then we gon leave with no trace
Dead aim
Straight to the head no pain
Shower in lead (bang bang!)
Noises gon make you insane
Bulltets gon take out your brain
We leaving you lain
Pass me the torch or the burner
Price of yo head is an earner
I know where you stay because I'm a quick learner
We inside yo place and we lookin for murder
Shit I know you heard me
You better hide or the scene in here finna get dirty
I got a 30
And Bouzee just got new gun so he's in a hurry
War that cost like a hunned thou
See that boy we gon gun him down
Bombs and rockets
Yeah we goin loud
Issa warzone ****
We not playing round
Big ass drum hold a hunned rounds
Heavy weapons weigh a hunned pounds
My **** dogs call em bloody hounds
Shooting big thangs you gon hear them sounds
Bang bang pow
On the fucking ground
Ain't no put no hands up
It's a bullet in yo mouth
Running in the house
Spray the blicky at the couch
Yungy mans couldn't sleep
So we pray he resting now
Say your blessings now
Bitch get rowdy point the burner in the crowd
Never put the burner down
Cause it spray like 50 rounds
And we only toss ones
Cause it be so fun
But still threw a hunit thou
Live in a war zone
Shoot at yo head and yo chest
That's a poor soul
Bitch I'm a dog a corso
Dick rip through tummy that's torso
Get at that money, no broke hoes
You got my back, that's the Bro Code
Blow off they face with the no scope
Bust on her face that's a low blow
War that cost like a hunned thou
See that boy we gon gun him down
Bombs and rockets
Yeah we goin loud
Issa warzone ****
We not playing round
Big ass drum hold a hunned rounds
Heavy weapons weigh a hunned pounds
My **** dogs call em bloody hounds
Shooting big thangs you gon hear them sounds
I got a ruger
The clip like a ruler
So don't make me shoot ya
Cuz yo ass won't get to the gulag
We totin bazookas
And aiming at you cuz
Yo head gon be paying us mula
I'm finna fold ya cuz I am a soldier
Dogs barking it's our form of hoorah
Hop off the bench
Down in the trenches we cut off yo head and we send it to opps as a message
Car got the horses we whip it like dressage
Pray to my glock now start counting your blessings
Got all of my **** you know they dread headed so better be ready
Or you dead already
Don't think you safe in a bullet proof Bentley
I hunt for my fetti
Hunting like Jason I got the machete
I pull out the choppa and pop like confetti
Written by: Miguel Alejandro Féliz, Roland Clinton Pittman
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