Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Assassins, artist - Geto Boys. Album song Uncut Dope, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.07.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
Assassins |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto B- |
Don’t fuck with me |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto B- |
Don’t fuck with me |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
As I walked through 5th Ward, I saw this man |
He was kind, but he was blind, I snatched his jewelry and ran |
I caught up with Box and said, «I think it’s worth a grand» |
He smiled and he giggled and he shook my hand |
We tried to pawn it in to have some for fare for the jam |
He said, «It's fake», and I said «What?», he said «I'm sorry», I said «Damn!» |
My mama threw me out, I called my sister a whore |
Now my house is abandoned, my bed is the floor |
It’s been a week I didn’t need, I couldn’t take it no more |
Saw my teacher Miss Elaine at the grocery store |
I waited by her car, she asked: «Why aren’t you in school?» |
Put my gun up to her head and said, «Get in, you old fool» |
She offered her keys, cried and said, «Please!» |
She promised not to tell and give me As and Bs |
I said, «I want your money, grub, and all I can sell» |
I looked into her eyes and she was scared as hell |
I knew she was a snitch, I beat her down with my gun |
Got happy with the trigger, now I’m on the run |
An assassin |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto B- |
Don’t fuck with me |
I’m an assassin |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto B- |
Don’t fuck with me |
Now I’m just what you expected, a runner out on bail |
Hustlin' is my job, and I’m paid well |
I’m used to makin' money fast, beaucoup cash |
Try to cheat me and beat me, my boss is bustin' your ass |
Once lived Sheila, yeah, I meant to kill her |
Her teeth was big and gappy, so I called her Godzilla |
She planned for a party, she said «Bring everybody» |
No jive, when we arrived we saw Detective Ray McCarthy |
He started haul-assin', my Fila came unfastened |
I fell and went to jail and came back as an assassin |
First I start rollin', my pockets started swollin' |
Havin' green is havin' power, and you know what I was sellin' |
Now Sheila was addicted, her face looked reflicted |
I caught her sellin' ass, then and there I should’ve kicked it |
I drove up to her corner and gave her a grin |
Asked, «How much?», she said, «20», I said, «Bet», she got in |
I drove her to a spot that was quiet and dark |
Yo yo, turned out the lights and found a place to park |
Now I knew the girl was ready, she started gettin' sweaty |
But all was in my head was 'kill the bitch like Freddy' |
I dug between the chair, and whipped out the machete |
She screamed, I sliced her up until her guts were like spaghetti |
A maniac, I stabbed the girl in her tits |
And to stop her nerves from jumpin' I just cut her to bits |
An assassin |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto B- |
Don’t fuck with me |
I’m an assassin |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Huh |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
I’m an assassin |
Say hello to my little friend |
Say hello to my little friend |
My father was a priest, cold blooded he’s dead |
Hypocrite, I caught him basin', so I shot him in the head |
Poured on the holy water, «Bless the dead» is what I said |
Then heard the demon screamin' as his body bled |
Now I stole from the poor, lied on the man |
Dropped the dime, he’s doin' time and I don’t give a damn |
We’re not really greedy, we’ll help the poor and needy |
We’ll rock a show and clock some dough, then drink until we’re peedy |
Drunk on the freeway just the other day |
I saw a fine hitch-hiker, and I wanted to play |
I pulled off the road, so I could offer a ride |
She said «Thanks», I said «No thang,» and she got inside |
Jivin' as I was drivin', then I asked which direction |
She said, «5th Ward», I said «We're from the same section» |
Made it to my ave, she got out and said «Thanks» |
I said, «Yo babe, like won’t you chill and have a couple of drinks?» |
We went into my house, and I filled up her glass |
She drank and got drunk, that’s when I got in that ass |
I banged it and banged it until my thang got sore |
I said «Honey…», she said «20», I said, «Get out, you fuckin whore!» |
She put on her clothes, headed for the door |
Then said, «Welcome to the disease there is no cure for» |
Then she started runnin' and almost got away |
With no clothes I gave chase, makin' sure she’d pay |
Now she passed by my boy and I knew he was strapped |
Red pulled out his gun and shot the bitch in her back |
Bare butt-naked I headed for the car |
The massacre was from Texas, so I pulled out the chainsaw |
Cuttin' and cuttin', he said «Johny, man, she’s dead» |
On the news they found remains of just an arm and her head |
An assassin |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy (Geto Boy) |
I’m an assassin |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Don’t- Don’t- Don’t fuck with me |
Don’t- Don’t- Don’t fuck with me |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
Geto Boy, Geto Boy |
We just was buggin', you know what I’m sayin? |
Ha-ha-ha, haa-haaa! |
HA-HAA! |
Do- Don’t- Don’t- D- Don’t fuck with m- |