Diabolic - Game Time - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro] It's Game Time! Strike out the emcee And if he tempts me, I'll knock him out like Jack Dempsey Knock him out the box (x2) You know and I know I'm nice like that Bulls-eye, direct hit don't miss Game Time [Verse 1: Sean Price] Let's Go Yo,Game time, I'm the famous and fancy No shucking and jiving no Amos and Andy Fucking with the Ruckus, this alias is handy Clap guns you whack son Jackson and Randy Candy grab of course but candy strap the balls Slam cats on floors you >benny? Heavy-weight champ of rap Never late Dessy Shake gravitate your hat P-body the fiend the team hummie your team sloppy Your Dean properly leave all ya knocked >pray?? >Your?? I told my >?? Don't hit girls but best believe I would beat a dike The fuck down 'till the bitch turn into Tina Ike I beat it right A friend of Sevah's is a friend of mine Diabolic I beef I defend it with Timbs and my nine Yes [Hook] [Verse 2: Diabolic] I used to be broke, now my stacks are poppin' Got chicks fatter than Action Bronson cookin' crack in Compton The fact is I've been hangin' out like muffin-tops Buildin' somethin' that could bring the juggernaut to a sudden stop On the roughest blocks, set foot and your blood'll clot Stoppin' heart functions and it starts pumpin' butter scotch Me and Vinnie'll squeeze the semi with Ruck and Rock And have these law abidin' citizens screamin' "Fuck the cops!" Plot 'till the cuffs are locked knockin' 'Bolic's plans And Rick Ross is there checkin' my cell for contraband (Rugh) Lying thief tryin' to reach the promised land Drunk enough to do shots with 2pac's hologram Body slam somebody, unload some sort of gat And leave their pockets empty quicker than mobile quarter backs (gimme that) Sean'll snap if you pop shit you won't endorse Your broken jaw bones will sever both your vocal cords [Hook] [Verse 3: Vinnie Paz] What you have here is a death cult Take this motherfucker's sweet vick god and let's bolt I ain't fuckin' round I see the rabbit ears and get goin' If I ain't had a voice its cause I had a fear of strep throat You see it feel lonely at the top Even if you have a Tenderoni and some rock I cook drugs, mama macaroni in the pot In the 90's I should've been signed to Sony with the rock I ain’t think I’ll live to see 35 I had the hammer and the 40 watching Jersey Drive Who’s this sicilian white bol god I heard he live He as filthy as cucaracha in the dirty sta You see a keep the bull dog in the car seat I respond to y'all criticism by eating dog meat I don't see you as competition cause y'all sweet I dump the body in the back like it's a car seat [hook] During hook .. PAZZIE! [Vinnie Paz: Outro] Yeah Pazienza Yo it's an honor and a privilege to do a track with my brothers man Diabolic Rebel Arms Official Pistol BCC
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