Young Assasins, 2pac & Daz Dillinger - I'm Dumpin' | Текст песни

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Blast off

Verse 1

I got hand grenades
Land mines and glock nine's
Triple beams, screams and busted spleens and broken spines
Broken bones and open domes from explodin' chromes
I got a home in Rome
How u holdin' homez
U still throwin' stones
Breakin' niggaz for they figgaz shootin' bones
I got every kind of ammo from glocks to sling shots and rocks
To a heckle cock with a close potent red dot
With a red spot on your fore-head
We blowin' up countries with nuclear war-heads
The plague spreads
Generation X
Bustin' old heads with hollows
Penetratin' ya neck
Came here in a bucket
Got away in a Lex
Don't flex
They won't find the body
Just pieces and specs
I got full clips and 2 tek's
But I never put the safety on
On a Kawasaki racer you can never chase me on
Never catch me on
My heat tightly in my palm
One more step I'm blowin' off shin's and fore-arms
I'm Dumpin'

Blastin', Blastin' Blastin'
I'm Dumpin

Verse 2: Eastwood

I stay ready with my pistol cocked
Bustin' shot's at weak blocks
With, seventeen cops all around the spot
They tryna hold a nigga suspect
They say I'm loaded with tek's
And if I'm freed then they don't know what's next
Cuz I'm Eastwood smashin' as the young assassin
Blastin', Dashin' stashin' the heat with passion action Jackson
Quick with lead poison attacks
Rappin', packin' spit's see them venomous raps
Where ya heat at I bet y'all ten to one
That deals get done
One still we all walk out one
Nigga I'm Dumpin'

Forever with a strap and a smile
I'm Dumpin'
Don't make young Eastwood get wild
I'm Dumpin'
Forever with a strap and a smile
I'm Dumpin'
Don't make

Verse 3: Daz Dillinger

Who come through hoo bangin' on niggaz
Daz Dillinger nigga
Rough n' rugged and raw
Smashin' and breakin' niggaz jaws
Cash money make me move sumthin'
Five ten's and retrospection nigga kill sumthin'
I'm just chillin' relaxin' rollin' in my four door classy
Jumpin' out on these niggaz prepared and we blastin'
Sendin' niggaz to there fuckin' greatest fuckin' master
DPG and Makaveli nigga young assassins
I'm Dumpin'

Blastin' on these bitch ass niggaz
I'm Dumpin'
Cali coast ring from head to head

Verse 4

I'm combustible, combusted dumpin' on you bustaz
When the lead fly your head fly say a little sumthin'
I make a tough guy a dead guy put that on sumthin'
Nigga that's on me you won't leave faggot's die bleedin'
Ain't no guarantee you guarantee you never stop breathin'
Look that's what the game get ya
Plague take the flames with ya
We make a tall nigga crumble like the trade center
Y-A made raised me in
These cops want a nigga locked tryna cage me in
that's why we shoot first
Cuz we ain't got nothin' to lose
They struck a nerve lit a match
And ignited the fuse
I'm six short from a six pack
I think I'm goin crazy
Till they bury I'll never let these mother fuckers worry me
I'm Dumpin'

Blastin' on blatin' on these niggaz
I'm Dumpin'

Verse 5: Makaveli

Murderous mind state
Can't keep my nine straight
Sippin' on this Hennessey waitin' for the time to break
Show up and mother fuckers bow down recognize
(Y-A Outlaw Dogg Pound Rydaz)
Untouchable mob of pistol packer
Well known fellas labeled for drugs sellin' merciless jackers
Forever buzzed roll with thugs and don's
Commence to lettin' off rounds
Then escape in the fog
Who want to see me solo
Catch Makaveli while he's sleepin'
My Mini fourteen murderin&#

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