Tytuł: Throw ya gunz

• Wykonawca: Onyx
• Wyświetleń: 342

  
   Intro:
  
  Take em out, take em out, bring em out dead
  Shine em up, shine em up, shine the bald head
  One gun, two gun, three gun, four
  You're, mine, it's all about crime
  Onyx! (echoes)
  
  Verse One: Suave
  
  It's time to get live, live, live like a wire
  I set a whole choir on fire (UHH!)
  Well done, on the grill, shot skills kills
  and no frills - they try to diss me? They gettin crispy
  Ha, ha hah hah, AND WE DO IT LIKE THIS
  In fact, ?? ?? and jack Jack's
  Cause they can burn in hell shit for all that I care
  Beware the bald head the dread said is they fear
  Stick-up's assassin, traction new reaction
  These fuckin niggaz shoulda made the All Madden
  Onyx is wreckin shit, slip slide step quick
  ?? ?? Infinite that gets crashed like a rented
  The shit they write is black and white; well mines got mad color
  Ain't that right, my blood brother?
  Word up, raise it up!
  We do it with the crew that don't give a fuck
  
  So throw ya gunz in the air, throw ya gunz in the air
  Buck buck like you don't care
  
  Verse Two: Fredro Starr
  
  Uh-oh!! Heads up, cause we're droppin some shit
  On your now shot-skills, Onyx tec-9 for a while
  Keep your eyes open in the fight, I'ma swell em
  The hardcore style, rowdy n wild, hits I'ma sell em (sell em)
  To all competition slide back then listen
  I'm kickin all that, shit to the doormat
  Claimin this domain, cause mad pains
  Blood stains, long range - got gats!
  Crazy clips, I sink ships, cuttin faces like a pirate
  I've never caught a flood, for the mad shit that I did
  Heard, you got the word so observe
  I shatter and splatter bodies that blows and bust nerds, OPEN!
  I always leave my barrel smokin
  
  Throw ya gunz in the air
  And buck buck like you just don't care
  Just throw ya gunz in the air
  And buck buck like you just don't care
  Just throw ya gunz in the air
  And buck buck like you just don't care
  Just throw ya gunz in the air
  And buck buck like you just don't care
  
  Verse Three: Sticky Fingaz
  
  Ahhh, I hate your fuckin guts, and I hope that you die
  Sticky Fingaz, the name, and my life is a lie
  Cause I'm havin a bad day, so stay out of my way
  And what the pistol packin people say you better obey
  Just in the nick of time, I commit the perfect crime
  Rip my heart, from my chest, put it right into a rhyme 9YEAH!)
  I don't feel pain cause it's all in the mind
  And what's - mines is mines and, yours is mine
  Don't fuckin blink or I'ma rob yo' ass blind
  Onyx, is rippin shit, I got the tech nine
  So what the plumber got boy buck buck buck buck
  It's like a catastrophe, fuckin with me G
  I'm a bald head with a kinfe
  I want your money or your life
  So, so, so, so?
  
  So throw ya gunz in the air
  And buck buck like ya just don't care
  Just throw ya gunz in the air
  And buck buck like you just don't care
  Just throw ya gunz in the air
  And buck buck like you just don't care
  Just throw ya gunz in the air
  And buck buck like you just don't care
  
  Outro:
  
  We the motherfuckin Onyx!
  And we don't give a flying motherfuckin fuck
  Ay yo DS man we gonna come get you out of jail man
  Fuck that, yo DS we comin man, we got the bail
  We got the bail, we gonna break you out man
  Fuck that, yeah!
  We the fuck up out of this piec