歌曲 | Downtown Swinga |
歌手 | M.O.P. |
专辑 | Firing Squad |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Grinnage, Martin, Murray | |
Billy danze: | |
A yo what up sport, guess who back on the scene | |
The human being cannon with the infrared beam | |
Before the song move on i'm lettin you know | |
I'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go | |
So yo, crews with your official rap dues | |
Got genovese sayin who the fuck is that dude | |
The family | |
Its m.o.p. | |
The world famous d-a-n-z-inie | |
Usde your lethal and a swift | |
Never the game, cause game is partially gift, but partially lame | |
Bringin back, hardcore raps to the atmosphere | |
Me and my man makin hits with premier | |
You faggots ain't doin it right, | |
So here's the ??? from the firing squad!, we're trigga nigga stripes | |
I'm fishin the breeze but please, believe when you come, come right | |
My niggas is tight downtown swinga! | |
Chorus | |
I'm international! | |
Bell ringin | |
International! | |
Downtown swingin | |
I'm international! | |
Bell ringin | |
International! | |
Downtown swingin | |
Lil' fame | |
Crooklyn! | |
Thats where it happen at nigga | |
True, bonafied thoroughbred hilfigga | |
Code name! fizzy womack | |
Breakin shakles,tackle yo ass like bo jack | |
Its goin down i'm feelin it, thrilin it killin it its over! | |
One soldier that moves militant | |
Its lil fame ????? | |
So when i die make sure you bury me with a cassette of to tha death | |
Its time to face you, lace you!, erase you, | |
The movement of my finger make them hollow points chase you | |
I'm international! | |
Bell ringin | |
International! | |
Downtown swingin, comin to bust gats | |
When i bust raps i keep heads bobbin' | |
Doin this for crooklyn mobbin and robbin | |
Strugglin, slingin that crack rock | |
Jugglin, keepin then crack spots bubblin | |
Downtown swinga! | |
Chorus | |
Lil fame: | |
I'm ready wiling and i'm able | |
Records run worldwide like cable | |
With rough sales to shut down your whole record label | |
Commin at this whole industry and wouldn't give a fuck if you're platinum | |
M.o.p commin at them! | |
Makin soloist acts and rap crews retire | |
We bring it to em raw and my squad start to fire | |
Its a gunman's festival | |
Still turnin all fools to vegetables | |
You fuckin wit professionals | |
Billy danze: | |
My people desire the line of fire, kid its to options | |
You either get the fuck up out of dodge or get to poppin | |
I'm stoppin herbs from rockin, fake hip hoppin | |
Gangster boy boppin is fuckin up the game | |
I and fame | |
Claim | |
Downtown is on | |
The underworlds pearls settin on the throne | |
Its on!, and you niggas be killin me | |
Facin relativity you can see the downtown swingas! |
zuo qu : Grinnage, Martin, Murray | |
Billy danze: | |
A yo what up sport, guess who back on the scene | |
The human being cannon with the infrared beam | |
Before the song move on i' m lettin you know | |
I' m still in the ville and i' m still lettin it go | |
So yo, crews with your official rap dues | |
Got genovese sayin who the fuck is that dude | |
The family | |
Its m. o. p. | |
The world famous danzinie | |
Usde your lethal and a swift | |
Never the game, cause game is partially gift, but partially lame | |
Bringin back, hardcore raps to the atmosphere | |
Me and my man makin hits with premier | |
You faggots ain' t doin it right, | |
So here' s the ??? from the firing squad!, we' re trigga nigga stripes | |
I' m fishin the breeze but please, believe when you come, come right | |
My niggas is tight downtown swinga! | |
Chorus | |
I' m international! | |
Bell ringin | |
International! | |
Downtown swingin | |
I' m international! | |
Bell ringin | |
International! | |
Downtown swingin | |
Lil' fame | |
Crooklyn! | |
Thats where it happen at nigga | |
True, bonafied thoroughbred hilfigga | |
Code name! fizzy womack | |
Breakin shakles, tackle yo ass like bo jack | |
Its goin down i' m feelin it, thrilin it killin it its over! | |
One soldier that moves militant | |
Its lil fame ????? | |
So when i die make sure you bury me with a cassette of to tha death | |
Its time to face you, lace you!, erase you, | |
The movement of my finger make them hollow points chase you | |
I' m international! | |
Bell ringin | |
International! | |
Downtown swingin, comin to bust gats | |
When i bust raps i keep heads bobbin' | |
Doin this for crooklyn mobbin and robbin | |
Strugglin, slingin that crack rock | |
Jugglin, keepin then crack spots bubblin | |
Downtown swinga! | |
Chorus | |
Lil fame: | |
I' m ready wiling and i' m able | |
Records run worldwide like cable | |
With rough sales to shut down your whole record label | |
Commin at this whole industry and wouldn' t give a fuck if you' re platinum | |
M. o. p commin at them! | |
Makin soloist acts and rap crews retire | |
We bring it to em raw and my squad start to fire | |
Its a gunman' s festival | |
Still turnin all fools to vegetables | |
You fuckin wit professionals | |
Billy danze: | |
My people desire the line of fire, kid its to options | |
You either get the fuck up out of dodge or get to poppin | |
I' m stoppin herbs from rockin, fake hip hoppin | |
Gangster boy boppin is fuckin up the game | |
I and fame | |
Claim | |
Downtown is on | |
The underworlds pearls settin on the throne | |
Its on!, and you niggas be killin me | |
Facin relativity you can see the downtown swingas! |
zuò qǔ : Grinnage, Martin, Murray | |
Billy danze: | |
A yo what up sport, guess who back on the scene | |
The human being cannon with the infrared beam | |
Before the song move on i' m lettin you know | |
I' m still in the ville and i' m still lettin it go | |
So yo, crews with your official rap dues | |
Got genovese sayin who the fuck is that dude | |
The family | |
Its m. o. p. | |
The world famous danzinie | |
Usde your lethal and a swift | |
Never the game, cause game is partially gift, but partially lame | |
Bringin back, hardcore raps to the atmosphere | |
Me and my man makin hits with premier | |
You faggots ain' t doin it right, | |
So here' s the ??? from the firing squad!, we' re trigga nigga stripes | |
I' m fishin the breeze but please, believe when you come, come right | |
My niggas is tight downtown swinga! | |
Chorus | |
I' m international! | |
Bell ringin | |
International! | |
Downtown swingin | |
I' m international! | |
Bell ringin | |
International! | |
Downtown swingin | |
Lil' fame | |
Crooklyn! | |
Thats where it happen at nigga | |
True, bonafied thoroughbred hilfigga | |
Code name! fizzy womack | |
Breakin shakles, tackle yo ass like bo jack | |
Its goin down i' m feelin it, thrilin it killin it its over! | |
One soldier that moves militant | |
Its lil fame ????? | |
So when i die make sure you bury me with a cassette of to tha death | |
Its time to face you, lace you!, erase you, | |
The movement of my finger make them hollow points chase you | |
I' m international! | |
Bell ringin | |
International! | |
Downtown swingin, comin to bust gats | |
When i bust raps i keep heads bobbin' | |
Doin this for crooklyn mobbin and robbin | |
Strugglin, slingin that crack rock | |
Jugglin, keepin then crack spots bubblin | |
Downtown swinga! | |
Chorus | |
Lil fame: | |
I' m ready wiling and i' m able | |
Records run worldwide like cable | |
With rough sales to shut down your whole record label | |
Commin at this whole industry and wouldn' t give a fuck if you' re platinum | |
M. o. p commin at them! | |
Makin soloist acts and rap crews retire | |
We bring it to em raw and my squad start to fire | |
Its a gunman' s festival | |
Still turnin all fools to vegetables | |
You fuckin wit professionals | |
Billy danze: | |
My people desire the line of fire, kid its to options | |
You either get the fuck up out of dodge or get to poppin | |
I' m stoppin herbs from rockin, fake hip hoppin | |
Gangster boy boppin is fuckin up the game | |
I and fame | |
Claim | |
Downtown is on | |
The underworlds pearls settin on the throne | |
Its on!, and you niggas be killin me | |
Facin relativity you can see the downtown swingas! |