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| | | Artist: | LA The darkman |
| | Album: | Heist Of The Century | | Track: | Gun Rule | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 18 |
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| | | Lyrics: | Yo yo yo
Once once again
Know what I'm saying?
Chorus:
Darkman
stay on the street with a tool
For these devil worshippers wit' gats and these ignorant
fools
Find yourself in the hustle rocking free mint shoes
Middle week Michigan
brand rap and gun rule
Verse 1:
Me and my man contemplating on these future
operations
For night clubs two four shit packed like cases
I'm nineteen paid young
can only get better
Got cheese in the war trying to be enormous cheddar
Fuck a
Fugees sweater stay Wu-Wear fly polo
Pepe jeans new boots kid labelled in solo
Rolled my dolo, killed from the east
Me and Reef left them twenty hour stole four bricks 100
G's
Twenty-five a piece straight in they mind that's what it's like
Peace to my man
Ted who got hit on New Jersey's turnpike
I send a kite, wit a hundred in your money order
Hol' it down in your cage see you back at headquarters
Everything is fine LA blow
spots like landmines
Do the knowledge as I kick seven deadly signs
>From the glock
that'll make city streets boom dock
The industry is calling me like Cookie wit' rocks
And I can't stop, cocoa plants grow in large crops
Darkman east coast hip hop pad
lock
I'm determined to kill the mic like Jews and Germans
Shoot a shell through your
chest and leave your rib-cage burnin'
While you smiling I got forty-five to life on Rapper's
Island
49507 what you dialling, fight faster pushing up deluxe Dutchmaster
Enter my
potential of script it might flash you,
Wit impact, of a two hundred pound wind,
See
you chased by Wu-wolves wit' no way to escape
Do it from the mouth, crush bones cause this
is my house
And I'm prejudice give Mark Clayman like whiteys down south
Chorus
Verse 2:
Aiyyo, I'm hungry like 3 lions starving in a crack house
Wid guns
galore taking Jakes to war
Don't challenge the score from here to Van Couver
I stand
wit' this Lex Luger stashed in the Couger
Going through you like needles from Phd's
On any demon, drunken wit' 41 thieves,
Crack fiends drug dealers and killers run the block
3 thieves wid' binoculars surveillance to drop
A credit dot little Nookie got hit
wid' a shot
>From a 4-4 calibre government glock in front of the shop
Equivalent to
gun galleries I better keep the eye locked
Show and prove I'm doing Gs trying to teach these
100 Gs
If I hol' nines I freaked it,
To getting all this money is a ancient Chinese
secret
The liquid, LA can sit down like a precint
I'm flippin' on you MCs for no
fucking reason
Chorus
Yeah, You know what time it is
Gun Rules, You know
what I'm sayin'?
Yo, Word Up, Yo, yo
Verse 3:
I spent about 20 Gs on weed as
I proceed
To grow up fill my weight 100 Gs
Stacking loot, known to kept blood on my
boots
Trapacane burning blazing outta fifth hundred coupes
So what you stupe?, I
freezin' ya blind to sub-zero
And kept all devil killers like Robert Shapiro
The LA
brings action packed heat like De Niro
I'm ancient in this rap shit king like a Pharoah
A terror, terminatin' false niggas style
Kill a man, his woman, MC and his child
Shit is wild I hold niggas hostage like Riker's Isle
Gotta deceptive, murderous money
gettin' smile
I'm the judge while you on trial supreme, Killa Bee
A serpent LA can
bite the whole industry
..Motherfucker
Darkman stay on the streets wit' a tool
For these devil worshipping gat slingers and ignorant fools
Find yourself in the
hustle rocking free mint shoes
Middle week, Michigan brand rap and gun rule
Gun
rule, Gun rule
Chorus
Triple Darkness
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