Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song React, artist - Overthrow. Date of issue: 22.03.1999
Song language: English
React |
| Ladies and gentlemen! |
| Welcome aboard Officialness Airlines, flight 188 |
| Kill it in the club, baby show some love |
| My real thugs, where you at? |
| Baby throw ya gats |
| To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got |
| Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react |
| Kill it in the club, baby show some love |
| My real thugs, where you at? |
| Baby throw ya gats |
| To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got |
| Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react |
| Real thug shit unplugged |
| Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust |
| Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride’s coke in my eyes |
| And got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive |
| To cloak,? |
| no leaks in gunsmoke |
| Here to get those, snakes get it the most |
| G’s overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes |
| Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so… |
| (Ladies and gentlemen) |
| It’s going on right now |
| Official Nast' don’t be playin' around, we lay it down |
| Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen |
| Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin' |
| You got in the way, sorry to say |
| You shoulda known, shinin on Sonsee’s not in the day |
| All the niggas in my zone, my close affiliates |
| Be rippin it illin it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit |
| Kill it in the club, baby show some love |
| My real thugs, where you at? |
| Baby throw ya gats |
| To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got |
| Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react |
| Kill it in the club, baby show some love |
| My real thugs, where you at? |
| Baby throw ya gats |
| To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got |
| Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react |
| I’m on some other shit, run up on your mother shit |
| Hockey mask, black tape, tapin up your baby brother shit |
| Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist |
| Empty the safe, hit em with the Glock he caught a stray shot |
| Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish |
| I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this |
| Twenty-two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs |
| Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms |
| The shit’ll happen so fast, the gat blast left his brains on the glass |
| In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash |
| The only thing I ever lost I couldn’t find was time |
| Son some crackers locked me up that’s how I lost my mind |
| Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him |
| He didn’t listen told him give me the shine |
| The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me |
| The killers who was with me, snitchin sayin it was 50 |
| Kill it in the club, baby show some love |
| My real thugs, where you at? |
| Baby throw ya gats |
| To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got |
| Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react |
| Kill it in the club, baby show some love |
| My real thugs, where you at? |
| Baby throw ya gats |
| To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got |
| Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react |
| Fuck the rap skit, X and the drug complex |
| When convicts’ll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice |
| Life in the drain niggas money’s got my gold chain thicker |
| Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga |
| From coast to coast I keep the toast |
| My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze |
| Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless |
| Your heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist |
| AHHHHHHHH I seen death, almost died twice tonight |
| Sell my own mother out if the price is right |
| I hate life, gimme the Glock |
| About to join Biggie and 'Pac and you comin like it or not |
| GET OFF ME! |
| Let me go, don’t hold me back |
| Where my real thugs at? |
| Baby THROW YA GAT! |
| Sticky Fingaz, from out your darkest fears |
| I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs |
| Kill it in the club, baby show some love |
| My real thugs, where you at? |
| Baby throw ya gats |
| To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got |
| Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react |
| Kill it in the club, baby show some love |
| My real thugs, where you at? |
| Baby throw ya gats |
| To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got |
| Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react |
| Killin' it |
| Killin' it |
| Kill it in the club, baby show some love |
| My real thugs, where you at? |
| Baby throw ya gats |
| To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got |
| Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react |
| Kill it in the club, baby show some love |
| My real thugs, where you at? |
| Baby throw ya gats |
| To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got |
| Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react |
| Killin' it |
| (Ladies and gentlemen! |
| Welcome aboard Official Nastee Airlines, flight 188) |
| Word up yo, Official Nast' |
| Gettin cream, Onyx, we move with the many crews |
| We let you know right now, we shuttin shit down |
| Nine-eight, word up get your shit straight |
| You think your shit hot? |
| Stick your shit up |
| What? |
| Bring yo' shit to the club |
| Bring yo' heat to the street |
| Official Nast', shuttin shit down. |
| What! |
| (Ladies and gentlemen! |
| Welcome aboard Official Nastee Airlines, flight 188) |