CNN feat. MOP - Stomp The Shit Out You | Текст песни

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• CNN feat. MOP
• Stomp The Shit Out You

Thugged Out Millitainment
"Def Jam Vendetta"
We comin at y'all, straight to the STREEE-EEEETS!
Yeah, we have the M.O.P. shit - the M.O.P. shit
Just thug niggaz showin us love - showin us love
It will be returned

C.N.N. yo! (M.O.P. yo!)
C.N.N. yo! (M.O.P. yo!)
C.N.N. yo! (M.O.P. yo!)
C.N.N. yo! (M.O.P. yo!)

C.N.N. WHAT WHAT? Stompdashitoutu!
M.O.P. WHAT WHAT? Stompdashitoutu!
I still Don't doubt you
Still Don't give a fuck about you
Still Get at you and hit at you and knock somethin out you!

You can see me in the hood
I told him I break wood
I told him the shank could
Cut him up somethin good
My shit break 'em down, break 'em down, fuck him buck him down
Tear them niggaz up
Tell them we don't fucka fuck around
Two shots to your dome
Two shots from the chrome
Shot his stupid ass at least, two blocks from his home
Uhh, C-4 your car
Melt down your Timbs
Leave no evidence
All we left is rims
Halle-LUJAH!
You see them slugs go through ya
My life cri-mi-nal
Chips like computers
We are..
C.N.N. nigga!
One hand on the steerin wheel
The other on the trigger NI-GGA!
Stop us
Never nigga
Pop us
Never nigga
We comin back every year
We back like whatevah nigga
It don't matter
If you skinny or fatter
Still blow a nigga brains out
And shoot up his bladder
Now we comin for the game
Got a palm full of 'caine
Still stomp niggaz out
Millitainment, our name!
Never miss when I aim
What the fuck is yo' luck
We whylin off the chain
See we buckin, nigga duck!

C.N.N. WHAT WHAT? Stompdashitoutu!
M.O.P. WHAT WHAT? Stompdashitoutu!
I still Don't doubt you
Still Don't give a fuck about you
Still Get at you and hit at you and knock somethin out you!
M.O.P. WHAT WHAT? Stompdashitoutu!
C.N.N. WHAT WHAT? Stompdashitoutu!
I still Don't doubt you
Still Don't give a fuck about you
Still Get at you and hit at you and knock somethin out you!

You fuckin with, MO-P's (YESSSS!)
Them Saratoga O.G.'s (YESSSS!)
Sip Cognac, blow trees (YESSSS!)
And the forte', (IT'S) B.K. (BITCH) all day

And we do it our way (Stompdashitoutu!)
E'ryday all day (Stompdashitoutu!)
Yo Rule, you need one slammed in your face
Be hung out to dry, and left here to die

Yes yes y'all, you can spread love or take six
This ain't The Matrix, you fake bitch
I don't gangbang freaks, am I blind?
I'm quick to bloody a Crip and cripple a Blood

Give him a slug, these niggaz ain't worthy of love
They should be put in a hole, that was recently dug
(KILLLERS!) Pass me the jug, ghetto unplugged
My family's the type to turn it into "Fight Club"

We foot soldiers! (Stompdashitoutu!)
M.O.P., C.N.N. (Stompdashitoutu!)

War-riors, Capone, Nore'
William, Womack - hold that!

C.N.N. WHAT WHAT? Stompdashitoutu!
M.O.P. WHAT WHAT? Stompdashitoutu!
I still Don't doubt you
Still Don't give a fuck about you
Still Get at you and hit at you and knock somethin out you!
M.O.P. WHAT WHAT? Stompdashitoutu!
C.N.N. WHAT WHAT? Stompdashitoutu!
I still Don't doubt you
Still Don't give a fuck about you
Still Get at you and hit at you and knock somethin out you!