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Mac - Nobody Make A Sound Şarkı Sözleri
alright, we got mac, magic, fiend and fa sho we got 2-4-1 up in this bitch you know what i´m saying? and if any of you motherfuckers move y´all gon get your fuckin heads blown off ya heard me? [mac] alright, nobody move, nobody die if you thinkin about breathin, then i´ma open fire tonight everybody´s gonna die tonight mr. magic, you pat em down 2-4-1 y´all duct tape em and if anybody move fiend gon disenegrate em startin with you and you, cuz i told y´all not to breathe now i want the rest of y´all to watch them motherfuckers bleed throw down your rollies, your gucci´s, your ´sace´s and your new jays, and your cellphones and anything else that cost over a hundred bones [magic] alright, i´ma pat everybody down so keep your heads to the floor whoever in charge of this bitch better point me to the door i´m lookin for the loot, so me and my people can leave but any dis-cooperation and one of you bitches gon bleed i´m bout that drama, ask my mama, she ain´t raise no punk i´m bout that murder, you motherfuckers better smell my trunk they call me magic cuz i´m known for makin my victims disappear fear? naw nigga that shit ain´t happen round here [chorus - mac] x 2 now everybody lay it down nobody make a sound i got fifty fuckin rounds [2-4-1] lights beamin, we screamin, we gonna get cha 2-4-1 we´re dumpin in the clip with the triggers we gotta be bad, you better get ready we´re gonna do your ass like jason, or either like freddy the time has come, the clock has ticked man hold up, this is your last trick off the hook, it´s the way, let us reign niggas better know this ain´t no motherfuckin game [fiend] now what i got to get it done? the m-1, i borrowed from big ed my chopper got a spittin tongue and when it hums, it speaks ya to death i ain´t got no problem with you, well maybe i do you got what i want and either till you give it up, i´ma split ya up and don´t think that i won´t don´t got much time to tell about the murder tale to each one of y´all but that last motherfucker that ain´t really wanna give it up just be here with y´all what cha mean that nigga fiend ain´t got the gall? my nigga mac gave the call murder, murder, kill, kill, burn up all y´all [chorus] x 3 [mac] i told you bitches lay it down, everybody made a sound so we shuttin this bitch down, ya heard me? |
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