Turn them headphones up, yeah To my man Nigga-No, yo, Killa Bee, no doubt I kick that progress and to that dumb nigga God bless I know you can't sleep or rest behind that bullshit Now you rock the best, scared to death while you walkin' Fuckin' up the talkin', we straight up, New Yorkin' We blowin' niggas, heart attack stroking niggas Provoking niggas, shittin' all over niggas You rollin' thick but sure the Mobb rollin' thicker Get that liquor, turn your back ice pick ya but fuck that Stickin' with the gat is quicker Scared to come around my corner, you ass nigga Do a jaw way all day fake shit What you gonna do outta town, play bitch And run like a faggot switch take the whole shit And show the world, don't sweat it, baby girl I gotta hem and pull the gat like a stem You all fucked up like a off beat blend I send message that you couldn't read clear Try to play the front but you got stuck in the rear Take it as a letter but I'm not sincere Yo, this ain't rap, it's bloodsport Your life cut short, you fell short Pressure's on high, full court My team form killer instincts and fire arms Dangerous stuff mine's brainstorm wars A life of a wild rebel, who run wild Clik, nigga, lay down, fool, stay down Appear, disappear, a hydro cloud While you running at the mouth a hundred miles, I'm out Mobb Deep style from the depths of Hempstead get ninja'd I creep quiet, keep the live nigga inchin' Listen, who are you to throw your fist in? Hit like a bitch, run like a faggot an take the whole shit That's it, I had to pass here with shit It's time for show time, let's see how deep things get You want to talk tough and get all delinquent You find yourself all bloodied up and shamed Me and my man pioneered this violent nigga rap shit Bust a gat, give me no fear of that, I'm laughin' What's up there? Let's take you there and touch something I'm a maniac, brainiac, fanatic at that Capable of combat, P counterattack In some hot wheels, sendin' shots out the back It was a foul way to go, Kicko, you know the ropes so Bloodsport, motherfucker Ayyo, the rockweiler, chew in chew out ass niggas Pull 'em on your collar and let the lights dimmin' And you'll be swimmin' in a puddle of reality, juice fatality too This rap is the bitch, you shouldn't marry the two To the set of prenumtual, got paid in too comfortable It's all good, we don't want to humble And while you shinin' in the spotlight, I got this dot right The aimed right a stoplight, the trife life, ain't no part two's When it's over it's over, you hit, now, send your soldierly stool Ayyo, the rockweiler, chew in chew out ass niggas Pull 'em on your collar and let the lights dimmin' And you'll be swimmin' in a puddle of reality, juice fatality too This rap is the bitch, you shouldn't marry the two To the set of prenumtual, got paid in too comfortable It's all good, we don't want to humble And while you shinin' in the spotlight, I got this dot right The aimed right a stoplight, the trife life, ain't no part two's When it's over it's over, you hit, now, send your soldierly stool Nigga, bloodsport © JUVENILE HELL PUBLISHING; P. NOID PUBLISHING; UNIVERSAL MUSIC - CAREERS; UNIVERSAL MUSIC - MGB SONGS; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com