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B.B. Gun - текст песни



B.B. Gun


(feat. Oschino, Beanie Sigel & Peedi Crakk)




[Intro: Young Chris]


Yea, Young Gunnaz, State, State, State Prop Chain Gang!


Yea, Chad West on the track


Sigel, Neef Buck, Peedi Crack, O and Sparks, Freeweezy


Yea State Prop Boys back in town


Backblock boys, pop boys, back you down




[Verse 1: Young Chris]


I ask is it me, or is it really them?


Yea I'm young, but y'all ain't never gonna big Willy hum


North Philly, hum keep a big milli hum


Them ain't never been soft, naw dawg


Y'all really them niggaz that be mouthin' off


Never really got in shit


Actin' like you shot the shit


But hesitate to pop it off


When it's on, y'all be gone


C grip the pistol, drawn


Hittin' till' them niggaz gone


Word till' ma niggaz gone


This ain't just a song (Texts of songs ), this is real shit we live


Niggaz will get ya kids, hurry niggaz switch your homes


Don't forget ya pistol, home, what the fuck you buy it for


To catch a fuckin' body, or to show up for them bitches ?????


Actin' all big and buff


Niggaz ain't really tough


Humble, but he might just be the first to call you niggaz bluff


Have you niggaz shittin' puss


Bleedin' through the ass


C'll seize a nigga fast


Hit you bitches up!




[Chorus: Peedi Crakk & Young Chris]


[PC:] We want, we want the kid that shot that B.B. Gun


[YC:] Oh yea niggaz wanna get on I got some niggaz in my click


[YC:] That'll make your motherfuckin jaws tight


[PC:] We want, we want the kid that shot that B.B. Gun


[YC:] Oh what niggaz want to get on thats right I got some niggaz in click


[YC:] That'll hit yall motherfuckas all night




[Verse 2: Neef]


Whoo whoop Bucky


Yo, bang bang here we go


Naw this ain't radio


Load up ya gun music


Don't pull it if you ain't gonna use it


Don't tempt me nigga, I'm gonna shoot it


Trust nigga, you gonna come up missin' about mine


30 shot MP5, spit out nines


All hollows in ya gut


So you holla when it cuts


Let off a dime, then I calm


20 shots'll follow up


You'll be sparkin' like a dutch


Keep the shit up on a hush


Out on bail, fresh outta jail


Two cases, I got to fight nigga


They sent me down try to right niggaz


They want me up north, stressin' with them white niggaz


Gettin' husky, fuck it let 12 judge me


Got to keep it on me daily


If you got some beef you smell me


Listen what you niggaz tell me…come out naked


So I can be in the ???? dot pumpin' I'll wet it


But I'ma be both these fuckas give me a second




[Chorus: Peedi Crakk & Young Chris]


[PC:] We want, we want the kid that shot that B.B. Gun


[YC:] Oh yea niggaz wanna get on I got some niggaz in my click


[YC:] That'll make your motherfuckin jaws tight


[PC:] We want, we want the kid that shot that B.B. Gun


[YC:] Oh what niggaz want to get on thats right I got some niggaz in click


[YC:] That'll hit yall motherfuckas all night




[Verse 3: Beanie Sigel]


Sig. want Sig. want you bitch niggaz still pumpin you guns


Like pump pellets won't puncture your lungs


Get your toes tagged who wanna slow drag


Dance with the devil who wanna play freeze tag with the metal


And you it (tag) its like a virus my whole crew sick


I'm the truth in the booth with my all blue kicks


But tell me why you mad dude like Big O skits mitts


Yea they call me that throwback kid


Cause that colt four fifth give ya holes and shit


And you know I keep my ruger near


My back pocket keep the two shot there


Line up who wanna see if Tupac dead


You'll knocked out ya tube socks yea


Get your wing tell me thing Tupac said


Until the STOP you niggaz not PAC


You not MY State Prop mothefucka and..




[Chorus: Peedi Crakk & Young Chris]


[PC:] We want, we want the kid that shot that B.B. Gun


[YC:] Oh yea niggaz wanna get on I got some niggaz in my click


[YC:] That'll make your motherfuckin jaws tight


[PC:] We want, we want the kid that shot that B.B. Gun


[YC:] Oh what niggaz want to get on thats right I got some niggaz in click


[YC:] That'll hit yall motherfuckas all night




[Verse 4: Oschino]


Oschino...nigga...SP


We want we want


That boy in the Porsche with the top in the trunk


Oschino long like joker clip all hanging out


Money over bitches what this SP gang about


Bought it like brotha man gas like son of Sam


One through your face leave your stretched like a rubber band


You wouldn't understand you don't want it fam


The MC with the hammer have yall niggaz do the running man


Born in the ghetto straight form the projects


Game like LeBron James but no Nike contract


Pitbull red nose 600 all gold marshland all froze


Low top red holes red shoe strings no socks on


Mr. Matinee be moving that popcorn


Yall niggaz should stop drawing your oil paintings stink


While we in the kitchen cookin oils till they stink




[Chorus: Peedi Crakk & Young Chris]


[PC:] We want, we want the kid that shot that B.B. Gun


[YC:] Oh yea niggaz wanna get on I got some niggaz in my click


[YC:] That'll make your motherfuckin jaws tight


[PC:] We want, we want the kid that shot that B.B. Gun


[YC:] Oh what niggaz want to get on thats right I got some niggaz in click


[YC:] That'll hit yall motherfuckas all night




[Outro: Peedi Crakk &Young Chris]


[YC:] Chitty bang bang all I see in the ghetto is thangs bang


[YC:] Bitches getting drunk and wetted and settle for gang bang


[YC:] Bitch niggaz live for what they copy and never


[YC:] Is it just me or do you agree things change


[YC:] Yea...Young Gunnas...Chris and Neef


[YC:] It's our summer, O and Sparks


[YC:] Peedi Crakk, Freeweezy, B. Sig


[YC:] Holla at ya boys... Yea we doing big things nigga


[YC:] State Prop. Clothing, cartoons, movies, yall niggaz know


[YC:] Fuck yall wanna do


[YC:] Young Gunnas nigga...Chris and Neef


[YC:] Get it right nigga


[PC:] We want, we want the kid that shot that B.B. Gun



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