BG KNOCC OUT - Ten Steps and Draw | Текст песни

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• BG KNOCC OUT
• Ten Steps and Draw

I'm the wickedest nigga that you ever ran across

Mind of a crime boss that's down to set it off, like latita

The caliber slug that's how I great you

A face to face encounter with the grim reaper

Peep the game that I kicks from this cannon

I'm the ILLest like Bruce Willis the last man standing

One by one I watch you whole click vanish

Walked up on 'um and let my Desert-Eagle do the damage

That's how I puts it down in brought day light

We're living spit on your tombstone at your gravesite, yeah

Ain't no love for those who oppose

I live 'um stiff and broke with tags on they toes, yeah

And only left behind was blood stains

Another brotha who became a victim of this dirty game

Watch him die from ten slugs to the chest

We put suckas to rest in the wild wild West



[Chrous 2x]

Bitch nigga, if you think you're all, fool take ten steps & draw

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 steps & draw



[RBX]

10 steps and draw is the theory
My local vocal tone makes the shit more eerie
You take 10 steps to die, I lie
I took two steps turned around and let them fly
Call me and see the square am gifted with the heater
Down with suicide to commit with homicide
To late for doctor fuck 'um let them lie
You gone need a hole 6 feet inside
Power enemies my power in a beef
It is like a thief in the night
Bitch nigga ill snatch your life
So what u gonna do now shoot suicide he's done that
To all the hardcore prankster shit don't even run that
Gangster spit blast you with my sun gas
He's sinking hallows hummin' coming at your ass
I bet that make you melt like a candle
The hip hop vandal way too hard to dismantle



[Chorus 2x]



[Q'sta the Don]

Niggas that don't respect my power is forced to feel it

You're dealing with the Don Deeze the fucking realest

We make you disappear easy, release your spirit

You wanted problems here's the reprocutions deal with it

I'm from the school of Hard notch like Jay-Z

The hub city abbreviated with the CPT

And ask the location were the shit goes down

Back in the day we use to choke 'um but we blast 'um now

We hit yo block, take some shot

Light a Newport, run off with a smile

The only way to find his chain is called click click pound

I'm packing weapons for when shit gets deep

If you got beef, pull my heat, cook that shit dawg

That's the cold of the street, and we gon' live by you

Till' the day we die by you, the shit we kick is real

Street life don't even try to deny it

The Don calls the shots, Suicide provides the muscle

Big Chest put us up on the game on how to grind & hustle