Testi musica canzoni

Verse One:

Boom bye byein a botty bwoy head
the shottie fly nowthe botty ly like dead
2 shots dead to him chinenemy a friend
fake the funkI put the junk to an end
Now who da rude bwoywan come tess dogg
I find his familyand I.D. em in da morgue
I bet you never thought I bust led
To prizeI'm a fortified blunt head just like a dread

You cant tess the champion soundYou gettin bucked down
recognize the boot camp clickin a de Bucktown
Gun thirsty little bastardalways blasted
from the sess of chocolatefrom my dick gastin
You say you number one wicked selecta
I say you punaniand I wetcha
Keep the bullbefore I pull this here trigga
cause you don't wanna tess mewhen I'm tipsy off the liquor
Like a punk they call McGirtgot his feelings hurt
showed his true colorshad to yank up his skirt
now he's in miserytryin to cop a plea
led to his headfrom gun clapper number 3
seelick off a shot you no dick rida
lick a shot punaninot gun fire

Now everybody wanna be dongongon
all around New York niggas be talkinbut we be stalkin
in the docks when the gun starts buckin
but in the daybe wary of where you be walkin

Chorus
DON'T...DON'T....DON'T you ever mention bout you wan
tess the champion sound
leave it to de people that can you know that can
when people see them a ball fa
LEAVE!

Verse Two:

Me naw sexme ruff like the wicked you fe me
the motherfucker that be buggin over truth you see
originalcriminalrun in towncrime pays
thats when I practisedyour act ifyou wan get blasted
by my nine shotcome around my blockpon the night spot
in the Pine boxMurderah...Botty bwoy killaGolden powe