8-Ball & MJG
8-Ball & MJG - Don't Make songtekst
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Don't make, don't make Me kill, me kill No mufuckin' body in here, in here I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot 3 shots, 3 shots Somebody done made me hot, me hot Don't make, don't make Me kill, me kill No mufuckin' body in here, in here I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot 3 shots, 3 shots Somebody done made me hot, me hot You got me fucked up, we shoot guns and hit targets Meat market, y'all haters up who start shit MJ, G rippin' hoes and bodyguards Outta line, polices and boys who think they body hard And when the party started I thought we was all chillin' I figured that everybody be leavin' here all livin' You standin' too close, partna, you askin' too much Baby, you need to get way from round me before our clique go crazy Yeah, mayne these niggas comin' round talkin' 'bout they hot But they not fuckin' with Fatboy and MJ Nigga we the truth, holla at playa mayne Streets or the booth, we poppin' at you haters mayne Soft ass niggas make they chin hit the flo Off brand niggas take they cheese and they hoe Mafio, mafio, niggas know, niggas know When them real live gees hit the do, hit the do Don't make, don't make Me kill, me kill No mufuckin' body in here, in here I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot 3 shots, 3 shots Somebody done made me hot, me hot Don't make, don't make Me kill, me kill No mufuckin' body in here, in here I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot 3 shots, 3 shots Somebody done made me hot, me hot I gotta 22, not much bigga than my fanga A Windchesta pistol grip pump that's a head ranga A two shot Daraga and that little Milanana A big fourty clock just call me the gun slanga Some AK's spray to kill the front line One hundred and thirty dead from squeezin' off one time All you mufuckin' niggas who gappin' that fly lip Let it rip, don't slip, I'm workin' with five clips We fifty deep and every nigga with me got they ice on Hood niggas that'll break yo face like Roy Jones Crushin' bones when it's on we ain't never scared Them Memphis boys be so serious when it's 'bout that bread Kidnap family members, them niggas don't leave no witness They all love a gansta, that shit be so addictive When we pull up they know who we are by the car We blowin' big and you know diddy he gon buy the bar Don't make, don't make Me kill, me kill No mufuckin' body in here, in here I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot 3 shots, 3 shots Somebody done made me hot, me hot Don't make, don't make Me kill, me kill No mufuckin' body in here, in here I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot 3 shots, 3 shots Somebody done made me hot, me hot Take your vest off, I'm blowin' yo kneck off And eyes out, high speed chase I follow you to your hide out, shoot your fuckin' tires out Don't try to ride now, what happen to the bass in your voice You just cryin' now, I thought you was a man You startin' to look fine now The grim reaper been lookin' for you and boy it's time now To blow the wrong shit out the right side of your head mayne Ain't no way for retaliation when you's a dead mayne Not a scared mayne, we keep it off the frame We stayin' away from lames and runnin' the whole game I do it like a GEE, you ain't fuckin' with me 8 ball, MJG, we reppin' for Tennessee with murder and homicide The day niggas die, the day niggas ride and don't need a reason why It's money and the power, the weak, they get devoured Them boys they disrespect with bullets they get showered Don't make, don't make Me kill, me kill No mufuckin' body in here, in here I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot 3 shots, 3 shots Somebody done made me hot, me hot ...