MJG, 8Ball - 9 Milimeta Boyz | Текст песни

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(8ball)
Tight Grip On The Tech-9, Now Its Time To Creep
Hollow Tips, In The Clip, Puttin Suckas In A Deep Sleep
Win, Lose, Or Draw Yo Gat
Die If You Aint Quick Enough
Or End Up At 201
Just Because You Think You Tough
Niggas In The Med, Now They Dead, From The Uzi Round
Trick Was Found, Bloody On The Ground, Down In Orange Mound
Hole, In His Dome, From The Chrome, Dat My Hand Held
Cuts, On The Hoe, Where I Whooped Em With Da Fanbelt
Bitches Think Im Soft, Cuz I Treat Them Wit Respect
But I Wont Hesitate To Smoke A Bitch Wit My Tech
9 Millimeta Beata If I Feel Dat I Should Hit That Hoe
Smack, Step Back, & Watch That Hoe Hit The Floor
Niggas On The Gank, Might Do Betta At A Bank
Cuz Im Packin What You Lackin, And Im Shootin Like A Tank
Its The P.I.M.P-ah
The Funky M.C.-ah
The Niggas Dats Droppin Dem Bitches Wit My 9 Millimeta
1 Little, 2 Little, 3 Little Tricks
4 Little, 5 Little Bitches On My Dick
6 Little, 7 Little, 8 Little Niggas Make 9 Little Millimeta Boys (Boys)

(MJG)
9 Little Millimeta Nigga, How You Figure
Its A Chance, Talkin Shit, Wit Ya Gun In Ya Pants
Ima Step, On Yo Ass, Like A Step Brother
Looks As If To Me Dat You A Mothafuckin Death Lover
Weak Ass Boy, Wit A Toy On Da Street
Cappin On The Right Mothafucka Til He Meet
The Wrong Mothafuckin Pimp Tight, Operator
Who Shoot A Nigga First, And Then Reason Wit Em Later
Now Punks, Trip Me Out, Wit A Gun And No Clip
Catchin Nothin But A Charge Cuz He Wanna Be Hip- But Ya Slipped
Anyway, When Ya Left Witout Ya Bullets
Now Be A Stupid Fool, Reach For It Then Pull It
But You Aint, Cuz U Cant, Pull A Gun Wit No Ammo
You Thinkn You Can Beat It But You Know You Aint Rambo
So Its Best You Try To Beg For Ya Life To Stay Alive
Cuz Tricks, Gettin Dey Dome Blown Away Wit 25
And All About Da Popppin Me A Clip In Get Hip
You Betta Pack Yo Bags, Cuz You Goin On A Trip
Dis Shit Is Thick As Heinz, And Da Shit Is Gettin Thicker. . .For Da 9 Little Millimeta Nigga

(Hook)
(Oh Shit, Im Hit)
Is There A Doctor In The House?? (Shit, Im Hit)
Damn, I Think Im Dyin (Shit, Im Hit)
Please Call The Doctor! (Shit, Im Hit)

(8ball)
The Mothafuckin Pigs Wanna Fuck Up Da Game
Sending Niggas To Jail, Because Dey Sell Cocaine
Rocks Of Crack, Make Stacks Of Dead Presidents
Junkies Fiendin For A Hit, Fucks Up My Residence
5-O, Creepin Tryna Catch A Nigga Serve One
Thats, When I Got My Mothafuckin Shotgun
Niggas In Da Bushes Tryna Rob Me For What I Got
Watch Dem Bitches Scatter When I Unload, Da Buckshots
Jack- Or Be Jacked, Creep- Or Get Creeped On
But Nigga Dont Step Worng, Cuz 8ball Keep A Tone
And If Ya Shoot At Me I Hope Ya Hit Me And Kill Me Dead
Cuz If I Dont Die, Im Puttin A Hole In Yo Fuckin Head
Scandalous Hoes, Love A Nigga Dats Beldum
Play Dat Innocent Role, And Have A Nigga Fucked Up
She'll Suck Ya Dick And Then Ya Fall In Love
While Ya At Home Sleepin, She Sellin Pussy At Da Club
But Look Here Hoes, I Wont Go Out Like A Punk Bitch
It Takes More To Get Me, Den Fuckin And Suckin Dick
Dont Disrespect Me, Cuz Hoe Im The Truth
9 Little Millimeta Niggas Smoke Bitches Too. . .

(Hook)
(Oh Shit, Im Hit)
Is There A Doctor In The House?? (Shit, Im Hit)
Damn, I Think Im Dyin (Shit, Im Hit)
Please Call The Doctor! (Shit, Im Hit)

(MJG)
I Tote A Mothafuckin Tone, When I Gotta Roam, Cuz Pimps Dont Play
And I Gotta Stay, Where Young Black Niggas Obey
Some Kinda Rule Or Strategy, Cuz I Cant Be Havin The. . .
Shit From No Nigga Who Think His Tone Is Backin Me
Away From Da Shit He Talk, Da Shit Aint Worth Bein Heard
Im Thinkin Bout Cappin Domes, You Aint Shootin Shit But Birds
For Nigas Who Totin Shanks, I Hope You Young Niggas Think
To Creep From A Pimps Backside Before You Take His Bank
Cuz I Aint No Mothafuckin Target, Aint No Use Of Startin Dis Shit
Wit A Nigga Who Legit, Smokin Bud By Da Pound, Orange Mound Is My Stomping

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