Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Assassins , by - Geto Boys. Song from the album Uncut Dope, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.07.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Assassins , by - Geto Boys. Song from the album Uncut Dope, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопAssassins |
| 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- |
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