| They tryin' to invade us cause we paper chasin', sneaky mother fuckers
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| Wanna infiltrate the clique, ain’t penetratin' shit
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| Coppers, they can suck a dick, they must not know who they fuckin' with
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| Buckin' clips with a pistol grip, tommy guns all over Cleveland
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| Leave 'em bleedin' no longer breathin' bloody bodies on the scene
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| Ain’t no regards, no respect
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| I’m that nigga that’s gonna protect me, ain’t no Po-po that’s gonna come check
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| me, put me out of the game, better jade me
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| My correction cause I’m squeaky clean, they hate it when you hit the block
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| I’ll be glorifin' them D Boys and quick to say «Fuck the cops»
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| Got the block on lock, got the dope spot hot, got them Fed’s in them unmarked
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| cars right up the block
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| My souljahs in positions just incase they wan' raid
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| Come a little closer I’m a show ya, I’ma let my gun blaze, and I’m a let my gun
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| blaze, I’m a let my gun blaze
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| Secret agent man, secret agent man (I can’t stand no motherfuckin')…
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| I’m lookin' for niggas that got the heart to get down, and get with the static,
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| get with the action
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| Willin' to blast the policeman if they have to
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| Put my nation of souljahs, nigga’s that is made up of thugs, out of 50 million
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| niggas, how man can they cuff? |
| I’m gettin' my niggas all ready for war so when
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| its time to throwdown we gon' make sure we have more than enough ammo to go
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| round
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| They come from Cleveland to Watts, we peepin' the cops
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| Here we got some killas standin' around Miami and Cincinnatti
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| Just waitin' for the word to rush in invade the burbs and let that whole mother
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| fucker burn (Burn) burn (Burn)
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| Nigga wanna do me inmurder, cold blooded
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| There’ll be no clues on it, they won’t know who done it
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| Nigga we represent the thug shit all over the world (World) from the ghettoes
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| and The Bay to the Brooklyn Burels
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| They are my niggas screamin' «Thug Power"and bustin' off some mother fuckin'
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| shots at them undercover cops, at the cops (Try it again, would you repeat that?
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| Secret agent man, secret agent man (Now when you’re fuckin' with me make sure
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| you know what your doin')…
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| (Fake ass niggas) Don’t hate on no niggas I came with all my thug niggas
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| You know we really can’t trust these niggas like bitches they after figures
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| And I can’t take no losses no mo' a hot one to your body, get to fuckin' with
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| my dome
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| I’m serious and I ain’t no hater but niggas better know that I’m furious
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| We comin though, the kickin' the door makin' it clear for us
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| And I ain’t trustin' nobody cause everybody keeps plottin' like they dumped off
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| the watchin'
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| Express myself through the music tryin' to stay cool, but I’m a thug true and
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| ain’t no tellin at anytime what I might do
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| It’s 2002, we brew
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| Let family get this money, no time to be fuckin' with you (You better watch out)
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| Secret agent man, secret agent man (Yeah nigga we heard about all of the
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| murders, look what they did to Tyrone)…
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| Mister Defensive, relentlesly in the trench, the water feedin' my body feelin'
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| like grindin' ever since
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| Cash and murder can see me lately off in this
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| And they better be ready we be comin' with Bloods and all the Crips, yeah
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| Droppin' the coat, like bitch niggas be droppin' the soap
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| Coppin' the Coupe with the Benz
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| Whatever floats my boat
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| In the trunk with the throat slit, quicker than a fake-ass rapper still in the
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| house in the pit, out of the window with his kids
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| Since it’s a bitch and a pitchfork for poor, and a plane ride to Cali,
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| cause I heard out the dough
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| Feelin' the war with one force for d’s and all
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| They can find me I’m in the ghetto with the rough, rugged and raw
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| Metaphor all ya’ll, congregation halellujah, feelin' this collar on me
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| Cop killa, Bizzy Yakuza
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| Lil' Bryan and I’m ridin' for the cause like Zion
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| You shouldn’t have killed my nigga Loc' soon enough you’ll be cryin' yeah (You
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| son of a bitch)
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| Secret Agent Man (I can’t stand no motherfuckin) Secret Agent Man (Yeah nigga
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| we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone) Secret Agent
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| Man (Ain't no way to be safe, nigga its the army brigade) Secret Agent Man
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| (It's from me to you…) Secret Agent Man (Leave me alone, leave me alone)
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| Secret Agent Man (Tryin' to be a hero) Secret Agent Man
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| Secret Agent Man (Leave me alone, leave me alone) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Secret Agent Man, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Album song The Lost Files, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп