Krayzie Bone - Heated Heavy | Текст песни

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• Krayzie Bone
• Heated Heavy

Leatherface, Let 'em die...Shoot 'em...
Shoot 'em if they...shoot 'em if they...shoot 'em if they...shoot 'em if they move (move, move)
Intro
Runnin' with the AK-47, watch 'em all fall dwn, down (1, 2, 3, 4; Dead)
Runnin' with the AK-47, come on what's up with y'all now (What's up with y'all
now)

[chorus][2x]
Runnin' with the AK-47 buckin', heated heavy/ Nigga love the way I wet 'em when I get up in 'em

Krayzie
Runnin' with the AK-47/ Buckin', heated heavy, bustin' niggas in the belly/ Then I follow with the .357 and then the automatic Tech'll get 'em/ Niggas love the way I wet 'em when I get up in 'em hit 'em, and I really meant to split 'em/ Put these niggas on they ass like a overdose of penicillin. Murda, nigga wanna pack a pistol wit it/ We got a coffin that'll fit you in it/ the bullets come with it heard a nigga 'posed to be on the stalk/ So now we takin' caution when we walk/ a lot of niggas can talk, they better not be actin'/ Nigga better show me some affirmative action/ Cuz I'm a take it maybe more/ Comin' throu blastin'/ An innocent nigga; You try to run and go back/ Cuz nigga, That crossfire's no lie/ your muthafuckin' bullets fly by me blind/ It's a hell of a war so muthafucker bring it on, bitch/ Hell yeah, we been ready for the longest/ Who you gonna come with? Yes we sinnin', so maybe to die; We gotta be ready (ready) Got into the game just a lil' too deep (too deep) Now muthafuckers on the creep and I can't sleep until my enemies rest in peace,(rest in peace).

[chorus][4x]
Runnin' with the AK-47 buckin', heated heavy/ Nigga love the way I wet 'em when I get up in 'em
(Murda Mo! It's that Bloody Murda Mo!)

Krayzie
Yeah, stackin' the artillery shop/ Then get the enemy and fuck up the cops/ This shit'll kill 'em on the spot/ Throw 'em in the lake/ Right off of the rocks and get the fuck away/ Don't get caught you better hurry, nigga/ G-O for what you N-O/ So ho, come on/ Nigga, wanna see if it's real we got promos/ Stack 'em and tag 'em with the 44 magnum/ Get 'em inside 'em, hit the spine paralyze 'em/ Listen to the pistol when it whistles, spittin' MINI missles, splittin' niggas to the gristle hit 'em in the middle of the forehead/ Is the muthafuckin' ho dead? Oh, yeah! Reload it! M-11 9 millimeters up in the front; pump stuck, when we jump out to run; They in the trunk/ I told you right up under my seat I keep heat/ You playin' me? Don't forget, it's right next to my feet never know what I'm a pull out and shoot when I reach, and y'all ain't leavin' the scene without bleedin'; Stick it to 'em/ Nigga, give it to 'em however they want it/ Bring it to us, and it's brung back/ Trust us.

[chorus][8x]
Runnin' with the AK-47 buckin', heated heavy/ Nigga love the way I wet 'em when I get up in 'em
(Murda Mo! It's that Bloody Murda Mo!)

Krayzie
Who you gonna fuck with? ThugLine? Now it's the end of the song and I drunk the whole bottle I been fuckin' with the killa liquor/ Sippin' Hennessey/ And I got me the pin to see the fuckin' enemy that wanna put me deep/ Paranoid when I'm in the streets; bulletproof, but they can get me
underneath or in the upper H-E-A-D/ And I don't wanna be another casualty-ty so I got to be much quicker to release/ Screamin' bloody murder/ Makin' muthafuckers eat the Mossburger/ Undertaker Nigga, take 'em under to the Wasteland/ Leather Face up in the place/ You better pin a nigga Crazy? Krayzie/ Never mistake me for these lames that be fakin', playa hatin', concentratin'/ So we eliminate and we erase 'em, erase 'em, yes we erase 'em, erase 'em, erase 'em, yes we erase 'em

Outro
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