Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nigga Bridges, artist - Onyx. Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nigga Bridges |
| They gots to back da fuck up! |
| BACK DA FUCK UP! |
| Know what I’m sayin? |
| Onyx! |
| It’s the Onyx kid! |
| Onyx! |
| Ah yeah! |
| We gonna do it for all my kids. |
| Murder Murder! |
| Who the hell hurt her?! |
| Young black nigga like me gettin’up, got free |
| Murder Murder! |
| We never have cheese |
| We always up there, we run for the bees |
| The body over there, the body over there |
| Everywhere I check, body jacked, body everywhere |
| So well I well I fuck it, two tears in the bucket |
| Voice spillin’over in a Tommy of a dummy |
| Statue at you, but don’t break my cipher |
| Smoker, sell 'em most, iller for the filler |
| But this ya mic, STOP foggin’up my glasses |
| Guns for fun, but son I hit you like a jealous |
| BANG! |
| Leather hanger, so get the penis |
| Sorry for ya stitches, your in-convenience |
| Or what you wear (---), my name is kinda fucked up Let the killer in up off the steria, BLUNT IT UP, LOAD IT UP! |
| Faces couldn’t fire when you see the bloody redenade |
| Aaaah yeah! |
| Time to survive!!! |
| Nigga Bridges fallin’down, they fallin’down, they fallin’down |
| Nigga Bridges fallin’down, MUTHAFUCKAZ IS ACTING CRAZY! |
| I catch fix for trips, while Sonny flips |
| So bitch ass nigga, geeks with L freaks |
| And she ?, diamonds shinin', pockets boldgeous |
| So I got in a girl, with pearls around her collar |
| Sticky start to checking her, my soul she couldn’t holler |
| WE ROLLIN’FOR DOLLARS! |
| Make me set 3 pounds 7 |
| And her man said: ONE MOVE YA DEAD! |
| Dunk out their pockets, as if I had a shovel |
| Movin’on the double, cause we ain’t tryin’to see trouble |
| Dreaming and sceaming, it’s gonna be a bloodbath |
| Gotta sniff it was if autograph FOR YA WHOLE STAFF! |
| STICK UP BUT WAIT, LEAVE THE POCKET IT’S OKAY |
| I HIT AND RUN BEFORE YOU SEE ANOTHER DAY |
| CAUSE THE U.S.G. |
| IS WHERE I STAY |
| MURDER MURDER! |
| (Ya life’s on the line) |
| MURDER MURDER! |
| (Here's a bullet for ya mind) |
| MURDER MURDER! |
| (I'm out doin’crime) |
| MURDER MURDER! |
| (But we never do time) |
| YOU DIRTY MUTHAFUCKIN’RAT! |
| I CHA-CHA-CHA |
| Now they got me on the line, too tender (WHY?!), cuz I killed the inspector |
| Rzarection, and equal protection, written, burnin' |
| THE BITCHES OUT SEXIN'! |
| So damn crazy |
| Now they got me in confession over salaries (WHAT?!) |
| Cause they can’t get with me (AH HAH!) |
| While tubbin’out, me while on trial |
| I’m headin’for P now, feel and see now |
| BLESS MY MIND WHEN I WAS OUT DOIN’CRIME! |
| That’s you locked down, WHENEVER BEEN LOCKED UP! |
| All the time you get ??? |
| and MUTHAFUCKAZ IS ACTING CRAZY! |
| YOU CAN’T FUCK WITH THE WRONG NIGGA BROTHER |
| YOU RATHER FUCK YOUR MOTHER |
| PLUS BUST A CAP, FOR HER LESBIAN LOVER |
| Bullets tricky save you later? |
| Before ya wake up! |
| Doin’hard, I’m clippin’their head |
| Rentio, bitch aware used to live in Brooklyn now you rest |
| In a sementary, it’s a full moon, now get a chill in my spot |
| Face the population with my nigga play the 9 |
| Your blood clot warrior, BUST THE INBUSTA! |
| Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die |
| WHY?! |
| ME DO NOT KNOW! |
| See you in a next life, bloody boy! |
| (HAHAHA HAHA HAHA!..) |
| Yeah muthafucka! |
| Fucked up! |
| BACK-DA-FUCK-UP! |
| You get hurt up! |
| It’s the Onyx man! |
| That’s my word! |
| Fuck! |
| Fuck you! |
| Fuck anything! |
| Fuck ya momma, ya father! |