Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let's Start A Riot, artist - Kingpin Skinny Pimp. Album song King of da Playaz Ball, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Prophet Entertainment
Song language: English
Let's Start A Riot |
When we crash through your crowd |
Throwin' chairs, breakin' jaws |
Actin' a damn fool, yellin' «Motherfuck these laws» |
They creepin' up on a come up so it’s time to make my move |
I got my killas down in Memphis, ain’t nobody gon' be cool |
I’m kickin' with Rap-A-Lot family, I was down like 24/7 |
I scope Flesh Bone trick-ass slippin', I got my weapon |
Mr. Slick in the 'lac with them Tennessee drive-by tags |
Drillin' the 5th Ward Boyz to fifth ward |
We smokin' a bag of that weed dipped in wet |
We in the set showed us love |
But really I can’t get it out my head |
That I got anna with them Bone Thugs |
We was at the studio with Face, Doo and Little J |
Payin' 'em dues at jammin' record shop |
Everyday and every way |
Lee and Stan believin' a nigga that keepin' a playa livin' it tight |
Convincing me to stay down |
Cause it ain’t gon' happen over night |
But I couldn’t wait |
I wanted to put them Bone Thugs in my trunk |
I’m kickin' it with the Prophet hoe |
For any nigga wanna feel this pump |
Come and get ya some in the club, in the hood or coliseum |
I’m down with the gang world wide |
Let’s start a motherfuckin' riot with them bitches |
(Let's start a motherfucking riot in this bitch!) |
When we crash through your crowd |
Throwin' chairs, breakin' jaws |
Actin' a damn fool, yellin' «Motherfuck these laws» |
I’m tryin' my best to come up in this game |
See I was a long way from home |
I’m packin' my nuts, tryin' to see glory |
Hoping I don’t have to fire up this chrome |
I’m drinkin' that bumpy face Vodka |
Straight prepared for my enemy to creep |
As I unload I’m takin' his soul |
Cause Skinny Pimp mastered these streets |
Jammin' on that thug-life showing no mercy |
Hustlin', strugglin' to live |
I wanna start a riot with East '99 |
North Memphis projects too trill |
Breakin' up the club, we smokin' the bud |
You’ll get done up we down with the Acres Homes |
Killers that down with that homicide drive-by |
Owning the streets we dwellin' on |
Livin' by my rep, I’mma let my heat melt yo vest |
And any nigga dissin' Gimisum pour Hennessy on his chest |
When we crash through your crowd |
Throwin' chairs, breakin' jaws |
Actin' a damn fool, yellin' «Motherfuck these laws» |
With a frown, full of that fry, ready to die, I’m too high |
Three Six got my back, now throw your hood in the sky |
We beatin' 'em down, then we shootin' 'em down |
Skinny ain’t soft |
Let’s start a riot like they did when Martin Luther King got his ass blowed off |
Like Black Panthers did |
(Let's start a motherfucking riot in this bitch!) |
When we crash through your crowd |
Throwin' chairs, breakin' jaws |
Actin' a damn fool, yellin' «Motherfuck these laws» |
Now as I breathe in light green |
I get stranded, brain damage |
I’m leavin' niggas in bandage |
By breakin' the ten commandments |
When we march into your place |
With them gauges and AK’s |
It ain’t no reason for you to be duckin' |
Cause I be aimin' at yo face |
When I be goin' through a thang better be scared to say my name |
When you hang keep a gang |
Skimask Troopaz got you ranged |
In the presence of his kids, a nigga like me don’t give a damn |
My associates is killers |
Puttin' them bitches up under the ground |
We comin' so thick |
For niggas who thinkin' they thicker than my hood |
Death row niggas be sentenced to die |
We causin' a riot, I’m shakin' hoes with a walk-by |
I stand by for the door to open then we run into your cell |
Sticking up you with them? |
bitch |
Usin' that Woodlawn junky skill |
Taking your foold, taking your shoes, you can’t even fall asleep |
Callin' the guards every five minutes when we finna creep |
I got a plan to escape from inside to outside |
Bitch if you ain’t scared, let’s start a riot |
(Let's start a motherfucking riot in this bitch!) |
When we crash through your crowd |
Throwin' chairs, breakin' jaws |
Actin' a damn fool, yellin' «Motherfuck these laws» |