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• Midwest Choppers (первая версия)

Welcome To Misery Where The Killers Pop It Up And When

I Say Pop It Up I Mean Deal It With The Tongue Of A Gun

We Can Do It If Anybody Want It Where The Rapper Niggas

Will Climin Up And Needa Tell Everyone

Misery Loves Company So We Done With Thee

Enemy Where He Be Energy Sendin Me The Route

My Negativity Trippin Wit Me You Runnin Fo Yo Life

Cause You Ran Your Mouth (Mouth)

[Chorus:]

We Can Sang Or We Can Bang

It Aint No Game We Untamed

Whether Its Fame Or We Can Aim

Release Your Brains It Aint No Thang

Midwest Choppers

Yahurr Im Sayin

We Livin In Pain

And It's A Shame That You Came And Got Drained

And Listen Mayn Stay In Your Lane

[Midwest Choppers]

You Finna To Witness A Murderers Monolog Of A Menace

Comin from Out Of A Sinister Formidable Place

I Can Let You Kno The Ins And The Outs And I Can Spit It Wickid

Twisted And You Can See By The Look Of My Face

Give Me The Mic And Ima Mangle It Tangle It

Definitely the People See That I Got The Hang Of It

Pig You Gotta Try To Make A Mocery Of A City

Who Pock Em Pock Em Buck It You Bet It We Dangerous

Came To Get Strange Wit It Bang Wit It

Stop And Get A Little Untamed Wit It

Get The Chopper Like A Fully A Bully Witta Hoodie

Shootie It Up

And Take Him Out To Spit Cane Wit It

Well The Answer Is Right Before Your Eyes

Who Do You Despise?

Killers Who Chop You We Got To Stop You

Pop You Partner You Gussin

Get Up Outta The Way When Techa Nina Be Bustin

Gotta Give It Up Im A Veteran Like Edison

Ima Light it Up And Get In Your Head Again

Im Better Than Ever

Never Let A Feather An

Never Be Settlin

Severin Hit The Mic

And Then We Peddlin Medicine Ima

Choppa Choppa Choppa

Automatic Kickin The Ammunition

Killin The Competition When It Aint Nobody

Hotta Hotta Hotta

Damagin Everything And Everybody

You Kno We On A Mission

Listen To Me

How Can I Make You Understand Im A General

Even If You Poppin The Competition Is Minimal

Kansas City Killers And You Can Bet That We Criminals

The Demon Inside Of Me Keep On Telling Me When To Go

So Ima Keep Reppin The Midwest Choppers Breakin Flows

And Im About To Be On Top Of This And Truly Be Bussin

Beggin For Mercy You Punk I Aint Givin You Nothing

[Chorus]

We Can Sang Or We Can Bang

It Aint No Game We Untamed

Whether Its Fame Or We Can Aim

Release Your Brains It Aint No Thang

Midwest Choppers

Yahurr Im Sayin

We Livin In Pain

And It's A Shame That You Came And Got Drained

And Listen Mayn Stay In Your Lane

We Be The Best We Aint Talking About Women We Be Talking About Paper

Already Made Come And Terrible

And The Competition Is The Killa

With Or With The Buretta Tight Right Under My Sweater

And We Hide It Delopta Be Where My Killas

But My Dealers Are Betta

Like A Blender Leeroy Like A Guillotine Chop Yo Hands Out And Throw Me Ou The Window

Watch Yo Lyrical

Thru The Atp

When We Come To The Street We Don Post On The Block

For The Killa Ima Lift My Middle Finger Up To The Cop

So On The Way To The Studio We Be Makin Another Hot Track

They Be Lovin The Way We Spit It

Boy They Want Our Position But They Aint Never Get It

In The Hone Of The Pacific

We The Definiton Of A Soldier

My Opposition Is The Cultural

I Spit Like A Tomic

Me And My Killa Are Guerillas

Boy We Tryin To Battle Cuz They Want Our Position

But They Aint Never Get It

Man I Told You

We The Number One Competitors Dealin

Working The Way To The Top And Get The Millin

In The Hone Of The City You Can Never Cross Us

You Can Try To Read Us

You Can Try To

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