Rest Dawg - Threat Down (Prod. by J.G.) | Текст песни

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• Rest Dawg
• Threat Down (Prod. by J.G.)

Hey, bitch, u see me now, i'm onna hunt-hunt
Heard 'bout terroristic threat - im gonna bum-bum
Boutta shoot 'em muthufuckas from a gun-gun
Lotta stacks of bodies and all em done-done

Get da fuck outta bitches where ya from-from
Im gonna launch my planes from aerodrome-drome
Bust all yo fuckin' positions and all yo plan-plans
And turn your every fuckin body to a flame-flames

U undertakin' diversion and u gon die for it
U know the laws and the moral rules but you ignore it
You killin' children, old people, women - but what for, ha?
Maybe you were growin up in cursed microflora?
No more, ha! End story.. Pistola.. Big hole..
A perforated head mathufucka can't be a murder
World terrorism is down - applause to Rest Dawg
And kids is walkin' inna streets at night ----- rhyme is over