Hahahaha We got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them You know what I'm saying When you been hit by the bitch You know it was ment for your punk ass
My nigga Ski whats up My nigga C whats up My nigga P whats up I'm read to tear shit up Coming straight from the land of the O-A-K And now listen to Ral, ruler of the bay No matter where you at, be it rain or snow On a motel floor with a front row ho Partna pull out, get up, I want your undevided Forget the nut, I got the shit to ride with Let me tell you bout this little fool I know He was swift and fast, always on the go Anybody was his target, just to let you know To make it blunt, yo this nut was bisexual He was all about peace, nothin more or less Always headed for your head, to avoid the vest He was hollow at the tip, with a metal frame Get in his way, you're shot on the spot Cause he has no name
CHORUS: 4x Hollow tips in ya, bang! So duck when you hear that rat-tat-tat Cause bullets got no nameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
