minds Come and serve your nation Shoot to kill your victim Fire at will Fire at will they say Shoot to kill It's a killing system Blood will spill
Übersetzung: Cage. Shoot To Kill.
minds Come and serve your nation Shoot to kill your victim Fire at will Fire at will they say Shoot to kill It's a killing system Blood will spill You
a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy I see, I got my knife boy, I kill you, you make me They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me I'll come back bigger
: [Intro] Yeah.. Its 50 One shot, One kill, What's the deal? Yeah, what's the deal? Listen.. [Chorus] Lil' homie, when it rains it pours Hollow Tips
can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets. [Verse 2: The Game] Its the black rag assassin, fourty fo' mag blast, and black ski mask throwing shots
J'suis rentre dans la matrice esquive les balles comme Keanu Reaves T'es nouveau dans l'biz j'suis la depuis que Wu tang kill le Biz Mon Hobby m'tappe
vrai mes rimes deciment. Celui que personne ne console. 1 000 et 1 kil de hi on consomme fuck c'qu'on nous destine. Peu d'estime faut qu'j'kill dans tous
, Claim dem a yuh fren an' want yuh food Then some a dem a rob while some a dem rape While some a dem kill while some a dem shoot Is like we need a rated
Routhless, Ready to leave a tooth Or two missing. I'll put the heat in your mouth Like a Hooters wing And dunk shot At the shot Like playing hoops with
whole block If you chatter a whole lot The young boss, another book, another pen, another song, another win Another kill, another sin Calm killer, who
am legend jus like fresh prince, but dis no will smith I'm braveheart mel gibson I'm samuel jackson cause I think it's time to kill em, the right wrist
news about Killah Priest, ya know) I've found a star, (out here, right now it's madness,) where do we go from here, (things going on, word, shooting up
the answer dj'ed But man it might change us to stay Straight line 'em up and shoot 'em when they cued 'em for fame It's the same unnamed shooters, through
: I cant explain why I'm filled with hate But one hot summer day on the interstate I was hitchhiking looking for this killing mate I'm feelin great I
kill something Rap cats be real frontin Fuck shootin legs Cock back put his brains on the pave Nigga how bout that Close range with the gadge get payed First rapper to shoot
They don't wanna play They don't wanna u can get the fuck up out of trill niggas way [Verse 1:] Say u a killa killa Say u bout that skrilla skrilla Watch