| Stop, stop, everybody what’s that sound?
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| Ak-47, so you better hit the ground
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| Stop, stop, everybody what’s that sound?
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| Ak-47, nigga get the f**k down!
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| (L-Burna)
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| Have you kicked it with this thug lately?
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| Well, if not, you need to try
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| Baby, look deep into my mind, and you could find just what the game made me
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| Rough and rugged, come get this thuggish ruggish rush
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| Get a taste of what these bitches just can’t touch
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| And I be the number one assasin, second to none and steadily blastin'
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| All of my niggas that know me ain’t askin' what I be doin' to get this cash
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| And ?? |
| went out of fashion ?? |
| to get you laid down
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| This St. Clair thugsta Bone
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| So all of them niggas that’s flossin' the industry
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| We put one thru your dome
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| Nigga, here I go again, thuggish ruggish in the Benz
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| Bitches love me with these ends
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| Braids blowin' off in the wind
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| Tossin' forties out the windows with the top dropped, and my Glock cocked
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| Little nigga, that block made hot, and i’m that nigga that blew the spot
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| Double nine to the 2 tripple zero, millenium hero
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| Nigga, I stay right with my people, 'cause these wicked ass streets be lethal
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| Niggas is see thru, they transparent, they ghost writin'
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| 'Cause a nigga like me, i’m tired
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| Keep a good reach up on my pile day and night
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| It’s about that business, nigga, get checked, respect what’s mine
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| Any you niggas cross the gunline, you can bet that ass is mine
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| Nigga, we done sold 30 million plus, who f**kin' with that?
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| Nigga, wanna test me and what I represent, i’ll f**k you with a rap
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| That’s why I be tuckin' my strap up under my lap when I get my creep on
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| Reason I stress this shit in each song
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| 'Cause I mean it when i’m screamin' murda
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| Have you ever heard of a nigga that went and got it?
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| Got a Glock, then really shot it, mothaf**kas that’s bout it bout it
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| Little young niggas that’s doin' they thing
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| True of game, are Thug Emortalz
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| Nigga, don’t make me have to force my hand and body 'round your torso
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| But of course, hold no remorse for enemies or advasaries
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| It be body bags and caskets, skull and bones and cemetaries
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| Stop, stop, everybody what’s that sound?
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| Ak-47, so you better hit the ground |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Niggaz , by - Layzie Bone. Song from the album The Collection Street Edition, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп