Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aiming At You (feat. Mr. Lil One), artist - Mr. Knightowl
Date of issue: 24.06.2008
Song language: English
Aiming At You (feat. Mr. Lil One) |
Well let me just sick em, stick em |
When they down kick em |
Your boys wanna make noice pistol |
Whip em all, shot’s I call |
Go ahead and stand up boom you fall |
Down to the grave stone didy on |
I got’s more shit then a voice got tone |
Put up your guard let me see you battle |
Oh you can’t now you wanna tattle |
Tell and offend me wanna come tend me |
Bring the law I got my slugs to defend me |
It’s sounds like a party bring the Bacardi |
Drops more pigs then a morgues got bodies |
Come and come and get some |
Bodies let me wet some |
Step to the Lil One and you get none |
Blast real fast you know you won’t last |
The haunt is in the house, it’s me so don’t ask |
I don’t give a mad fuck when I’m rollin |
Tu I be wipen off the map now I |
Think you better run cause next to me stand the son |
Of a double barrel shot gun the Lil One |
He’s my mothafuckin pedro together we be roll |
We be strollin bullets I’m loadin |
Fight man to man then your eye ball be swollin |
Don’t fuck around Hollow Point be controlin |
You know I be down with that cuete I’m holdin |
So fall to the ground with a mothafuckin hole in your brain |
I shoot like John Wayne then I’m outty |
Brown Skin mothafuckin loks that are rowdy |
Step to the man face to face it doesn’t matter what race |
Now my bullets you’ll taste |
You’ll swallow hollow points slug |
When you fuck with these thugs |
Now we got to spray you like bugs |
Well I’m a fuck it up now so I guess you better run son |
What’s the matter now did my gun catch your tongue |
Creepin on the fools puttin em in a casket |
Slam dunkin fools like a ball in a basket |
You can never fade me huda never rade me |
Clockin all the dough the fee straight pay me |
So you can eat a dick up punk it’s a stick up |
Walk through my hood your goods you gotta give up |
I’ll smoke you and croak you choke you when I wanna |
Never take me out if you do well then I’ma haunt ya |
I see you’ve awaken tremblin and shaken |
Comin after the reeper you life that I’m takin |
Blast and assasin bust and capin |
Silly mothafuckas I started way back in |
So you better run before you get done |
Lil One the mothafuckin loco with a gun |
Fools keep comin around but end up on the ground |
Hollow Points bad to the bone |
I’m a stand like my boner big bullet doner |
Mess with the man your lifes mine I’m the owner |
Craniums I’m a rip in half then I’ma laugh |
So mothafucka bring the rest of your staff |
You need more then one to come close |
Then I’ma kill all those who appose |
Supposed to be better then me |
But you know you can’t fuck with |
Cause you need more then luck with |
To cope with a lok like me I’m OG |
1−9 cero cuatro sureno des vatos |
Simon yo te mato |
When you try to get crazy with the man |
Punk bitch on the run here I am |
Lok and I’m ready to smoke all the weed |
Little runt is about to get fuck like a cunt |