Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Desperado , by - Crucial ConflictRelease date: 31.12.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Desperado , by - Crucial ConflictDesperado |
| Desperado. |
| Can’t help it. |
| I just can’t let it ride |
| Wanted dead or alive |
| Desperado. |
| Gunsmoke makes me strive |
| Bogus way of life |
| Who the hero? |
| Who the villian? |
| When I’m steerin' down the block |
| Fools wanna try, why |
| Fly what they ridin' |
| On the tip of a rider slidin' |
| Somebody gotta die |
| On the frontier |
| Cruisin' but watchin' for a hit |
| Cause the hood be on |
| Shoot em up |
| Everytime I look around |
| Something goin' down buck buck |
| Somebody got popped |
| Stop, drop! |
| Hollow point tips hard to dodge |
| When you lookin' down your enemies barrel |
| You wish your apparel was camaflouge |
| Booyaw what you gone do now |
| I got my crew pal |
| And we’s wranglas |
| What I got in my chamber |
| Will rearrange ya |
| Goddang ya |
| Will hang ya |
| Death wish wanna play |
| Under lasy under lay |
| Can’t help it when I spray |
| Break out if you stay |
| You’re gonna pay in a bogus way |
| I’ll blow your skull hollow |
| Now if you follow |
| That’s your choice and you’re |
| Gonna feel sorrow |
| Death hard to swallow |
| You rodent |
| Here today, gone tomorrow |
| Shouldn’t fuck wit a… |
| In the streets it’s a game |
| Niggas try to get a name |
| But ah |
| I don’t fuck with em |
| When I hit em with the shit to make em wanna |
| Squash it |
| Watch it |
| Ride off through the valley |
| Leave em in the alley |
| Stankin' bitch who gone trick |
| No witnesses |
| I rush the vic |
| Two times in the shit |
| I laid em, miss |
| He was acting like he had something |
| I got pissed |
| Now if a nigga said that he was at you |
| What you gone do |
| Strap up, black hoodie up |
| Or bite the dust? |
| A hard head make a soft ass |
| So I’m gone blast |
| Watch a motherfucker last |
| Shoot it |
| Don’t baby food it |
| You got something nigga |
| You’d better use it |
| Threatening a nigga with a gun |
| It ain’t fun |
| You caught one |
| Three off from the back |
| Gotta blow my guns |
| (Woo-woo) |
| With a Glock |
| Make your ass stop |
| Attack again |
| Won’t come back again |
| Fuckin' him up like a bitch |
| Bustin' at him quick |
| Reachin' for your shit |
| Try to get away from me |
| You getting hit |
| You dig? |
| Better move your kids |
| I’m at this nigga |
| And I don’t wanna do it |
| But I’m wanted, so fuck it |
| I’m ready to drop em |
| Shit, I got 'em |
| Gunsmoke from the Chi |
| Never with a crew |
| And it’s Flict and die |
| Gotta' put em up |
| Put yo hands up right now |
| Clap |
| I’mma snap |
| React and serve my pact |
| Or punch a punk dumb |
| Here I come with the Flict |
| Renegade and raw dope’ll split |
| Heads |
| Come equip or get rip with |
| Lead |
| Never dis |
| Dat strap so what’s next |
| We can get down |
| Rumble or tuggle around |
| What you got |
| You gotta give it your all right now |
| Pal |
| Or get piled with pow |
| You foul |
| We buckwild |
| Get on up you got one false move |
| It’s Chi for now |
| We down to change the rules |
| Buddy done got his nutty split |
| Sent off a bit |
| Now he got some conflict |
| Got a thousand grams of mac |
| Wild-stylian with the Henny and the Yak |
| What else you need to justify trials of the Flict |
| Cause the Flict’ll straight kick it off |
| Somethin' proper dopper know you can’t stop a |
| Poppin' |
| Steady mobbin' straight up knockin' yo' noggin |
| Tell me what you got, I’m starvin' |
| Bring it on nigga |
| You trigger happy |
| I’mma desperado |
| Who can help but to be scandalous |
| Cloned a vandalist |
| But ain’t havin' shit |
| Boom. |
| Buck. |
| Buck |
| Who’s next to get fucked up |
| Chump |
| Gotta lot of rowdy niggas |
| Wannt get your body stunk |
| Steppin' in the middle of a motherfuckin' blizzard |
| Where niggas are livin' and copin' |
| And rooftop scopin' |
| At ass |
| Too fast |
| Sufferin' succotash |
| Quicker to bust and blast |
| Take em up off the map |
| Now you wonder why it’s on |
| It’s on |
| Cause a motherfucker didn’t play like that |
| Start the shit |
| The Conflict we attack right away |
| To be exact |
| Now you wanna squash it |
| Uh-uh, it’s a rumble |
| Only way we gone end it |
| When you on your back |
| Kick off and ripped off |
| Til shit ain’t attached |
| Itch through the dirt |
| Like a bitch bad with crabs |
| Yee-Haw, Yee-Haw |
| Desperado rollin' out |
| I’m wanted for millions |
| For hanging up scabs |
| Take that |
| Bust off my cannon then haul ass |
| Bogus way of life |
| But life get the last laugh |
| No chance to glance and dance |
| Shit in your pants |
| Your leavin' the land |
| Hit your whole clan |
| With they guns in they hand |
| Mission is finished |
| And victory flawless |
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|---|---|
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| Tell It To The Judge | 1995 |
| Hay | 1995 |
| Showdown | 1995 |
| Final Tic | 1995 |
| Lil Advice | 1995 |
| Faceless Ones | 1997 |
| Airplane ft. Do Or Die | 1997 |
| Let It Go | 1997 |
| Ride The Rodeo | 1995 |
| Trigger Happy | 1995 |
| Scummy | 1997 |
| 2 Bogus ft. Three 6 Mafia | 1997 |