Ruste Juxx - Termin 8 - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

01.01.2012

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro] B, BK Assassin Yeah! The Art o' War nigga B.K. Assassin Uh'huh, yeah! I'll be that BK Assassin Ruste Juxx nigga Hah! [Verse 1: Ruste Juxx] Ayo I root for the villain Shoot for the killin' Hustle hard, gotta stack loot for the peelin' First name Ruste, last name Juxx Middle name crime, heist, motherfuckin' crook Used to sell weed, now I sell raps Pussy police still settin' up traps Tryin' to catch me slippin' but, I will never fall Big cock in your hole, I was never small No not all, 12 inch singles Hot enough to make you stop jock when you mingle Kyo Itachi, he's the producer Niggas try to block me, he'll prob'lly shoot ya Just off the GP, strapped with a G-L, O-C-K Its France to BK Look into my eyes, you will see the realist Kicks to them Mafia, cartel killers [Hook] Guns in the air shoot 'em up no doubt Brooklyn in the motherfuckin' hoooouuse! Juxx is the band he rock, bitches let they panties drop Cuz they want this black dick up in they mouth [Verse 2: Ruste Juxx] Back with a vengeance, huntin' for ya head Leave you slumped in the street, pumped full a lead It's all in the game, same old hood shit Granddaddy Blueberry, son I got that good shit I don't fuck around, I just buck a round And let yall punk bitches know who runnin' town Trigger finger itchin', won't hesitate to scratch it World class beat down, you about to catch it Don't follow rules, homie I break 'em High yellow bad bitches, homie I scrape 'em Put her on the stroll, make her strip for a pimp Prego sauce, nigga lobster n' shrimp [Verse 3: F.T Stand Out] I'm like, Bishop in 'Juice', Kane in 'Menace' Once I aim at a lane, son his brain is finished Record labels writin' cheques tryin' to change my image Cuz I rap about pain, cocaine, and spinach I got a metaphor habit, spit letters on the rapid To tell the truth, I'm way ahead of yall babbies I can't be stopped like Biggie in his prime And niggas only rep New York City in they rhymes My committee's on the grind, with titties on they mind That's prob'lly why your bitch actin' shitty all the time I move like a boss, talk like pimp Fight like a boxer, niggas say I live the life of a mobster Naw. I'm a beast, I live the life of a monster Eatin' niggas, motherfuckers need to tightin' they roster Plus I smoke weed like I'm a rasta Move boy, I pee in your food and spit in your pasta Motherfucker! [Scratching] Tryin' to catch me slippin' but I will never fall I don't fuck around I'll be that BK Assassin First name Ruste, Last name Juxx Kyo Itachi, he's the producer
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