Executioner Style 歌词
| 歌曲 | Executioner Style |
| 歌手 | Kool G Rap |
| 专辑 | 4,5,6 |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : B1, Venable, Wilson | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul (repeat 2X) | |
| As I steps inside the playground | |
| I lays down my laws at the door | |
| and any nigga that's lookin for trouble | |
| gotsta face these silver double-four's | |
| that I be packin on my hip, hollow-tips inside the clip | |
| Ready to rip a niggaz shit and make his wig slip | |
| to the side as a homocide's commited | |
| I gets rid of niggaz quick cause ain't no bullshit permitted | |
| I'm a outlaw, the mother****in villain doin killings, I won't stop | |
| until the morgue got bodies stacked up to the ****in ceiling | |
| And ain't no drivebys, a mag and a bag lady, disguised and surprise | |
| you got a hole between your ****in eyes | |
| Niggaz is grazed, catchin strays from the blaze | |
| Amazed by the ways I lays em down when my shit sprays | |
| Crazy brains hangin, and niggaz veins are swingin | |
| Bangin and gunslingin, even my own ****in ears are ringin | |
| cause what I carry's much bigger than Dirty Harry's | |
| Do a Hail Mary, I make Bloody Mary's out of your capillaries | |
| Pieces of flesh, hangin off a niggaz chest, cause the vest | |
| that he dress, couldn't **** with the Smith and Wess' | |
| Mother****ers runnin for miles, bodies stacked up in piles | |
| I'm killin executioner style | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul -- "I kill em executioner style" -> G. Rap | |
| (repeat 2X) | |
| I keeps my forty-five loaded with dum-dums, in rear I hold this | |
| right at my waist for just in case somebody gots to get exploded | |
| Cause G. Rap ain't that nigga that try to play so nigga lay low | |
| or get yourself a pair of wings, a harp, and a halo | |
| Clown, keep ****in around, and you'll be dead G | |
| I'm spttin out the lead see, to split your ****in head like the Red Sea | |
| Charged up with anger, six slugs in every chamber | |
| Dangerous stranger, with itchy trigger fingers like Lone Ranger | |
| I'm comin to split your cabbage like a savage | |
| and put two in yo' ass bitch | |
| and one inside the wifey and the baby carriage | |
| So head for the hills, I kills niggaz for thrills | |
| Causin crazy blood spill, when I let one drill in your grill | |
| I will pull out the glock to clear the blocky when I cock it | |
| Get laid and played out of pocket with a rocket in your eye socket | |
| So raise up queers, and say your ****in prayers | |
| I've been killin for years, huntin mother****ers like reindeers | |
| If one nigga's left standin, I'll squeeze the cannon (BOOM) | |
| Opened his mother****in ass like the Grand Canyon | |
| Layin faggot niggaz like towel when I gets wild and fouol | |
| I'm killin executioner style | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul -- "I kill em executioner style" -> G. Rap | |
| (repeat 2X) | |
| .. | |
| I take ten paces, draw my shit, and aim at niggaz faces | |
| Leavin no traces so a nigga's BEATIN body cases | |
| I'm wettin shit up, you get hit up, by the super soaker | |
| Brain after brain, I'm a mother****in chain smoker | |
| Cause it's the rootin tootin with the six-shooter | |
| Put a hole in your trooper so big niggaz can hula hoop ya | |
| Liftin them Smith and Wessuns like the westerns | |
| I blow out a niggaz intestines, and send him back to the ****in essence | |
| Bullet rows, blows out the nose of my fo'-fo' | |
| Gunnin down all you bozos who run and call for po-po | |
| Send in paramedics and bring a lot of antisthetics | |
| Mother****in bodies are beheaded, niggaz are shredded | |
| So nigga get ready to meet your ****in fate, when I send six trey-eight | |
| straight into your mother****in chest plate | |
| G. Rap been murderin niggaz since a child, you can go and check my files | |
| I'm killin executioner style | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul -- "I kill em executioner style" -> G. Rap | |
| (repeat 2X) |
| zuo ci : B1, Venable, Wilson | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul repeat 2X | |
| As I steps inside the playground | |
| I lays down my laws at the door | |
| and any nigga that' s lookin for trouble | |
| gotsta face these silver doublefour' s | |
| that I be packin on my hip, hollowtips inside the clip | |
| Ready to rip a niggaz shit and make his wig slip | |
| to the side as a homocide' s commited | |
| I gets rid of niggaz quick cause ain' t no bullshit permitted | |
| I' m a outlaw, the mother in villain doin killings, I won' t stop | |
| until the morgue got bodies stacked up to the in ceiling | |
| And ain' t no drivebys, a mag and a bag lady, disguised and surprise | |
| you got a hole between your in eyes | |
| Niggaz is grazed, catchin strays from the blaze | |
| Amazed by the ways I lays em down when my shit sprays | |
| Crazy brains hangin, and niggaz veins are swingin | |
| Bangin and gunslingin, even my own in ears are ringin | |
| cause what I carry' s much bigger than Dirty Harry' s | |
| Do a Hail Mary, I make Bloody Mary' s out of your capillaries | |
| Pieces of flesh, hangin off a niggaz chest, cause the vest | |
| that he dress, couldn' t with the Smith and Wess' | |
| Mother ers runnin for miles, bodies stacked up in piles | |
| I' m killin executioner style | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul " I kill em executioner style" G. Rap | |
| repeat 2X | |
| I keeps my fortyfive loaded with dumdums, in rear I hold this | |
| right at my waist for just in case somebody gots to get exploded | |
| Cause G. Rap ain' t that nigga that try to play so nigga lay low | |
| or get yourself a pair of wings, a harp, and a halo | |
| Clown, keep in around, and you' ll be dead G | |
| I' m spttin out the lead see, to split your in head like the Red Sea | |
| Charged up with anger, six slugs in every chamber | |
| Dangerous stranger, with itchy trigger fingers like Lone Ranger | |
| I' m comin to split your cabbage like a savage | |
| and put two in yo' ass bitch | |
| and one inside the wifey and the baby carriage | |
| So head for the hills, I kills niggaz for thrills | |
| Causin crazy blood spill, when I let one drill in your grill | |
| I will pull out the glock to clear the blocky when I cock it | |
| Get laid and played out of pocket with a rocket in your eye socket | |
| So raise up queers, and say your in prayers | |
| I' ve been killin for years, huntin mother ers like reindeers | |
| If one nigga' s left standin, I' ll squeeze the cannon BOOM | |
| Opened his mother in ass like the Grand Canyon | |
| Layin faggot niggaz like towel when I gets wild and fouol | |
| I' m killin executioner style | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul " I kill em executioner style" G. Rap | |
| repeat 2X | |
| .. | |
| I take ten paces, draw my shit, and aim at niggaz faces | |
| Leavin no traces so a nigga' s BEATIN body cases | |
| I' m wettin shit up, you get hit up, by the super soaker | |
| Brain after brain, I' m a mother in chain smoker | |
| Cause it' s the rootin tootin with the sixshooter | |
| Put a hole in your trooper so big niggaz can hula hoop ya | |
| Liftin them Smith and Wessuns like the westerns | |
| I blow out a niggaz intestines, and send him back to the in essence | |
| Bullet rows, blows out the nose of my fo' fo' | |
| Gunnin down all you bozos who run and call for popo | |
| Send in paramedics and bring a lot of antisthetics | |
| Mother in bodies are beheaded, niggaz are shredded | |
| So nigga get ready to meet your in fate, when I send six treyeight | |
| straight into your mother in chest plate | |
| G. Rap been murderin niggaz since a child, you can go and check my files | |
| I' m killin executioner style | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul " I kill em executioner style" G. Rap | |
| repeat 2X |
| zuò cí : B1, Venable, Wilson | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul repeat 2X | |
| As I steps inside the playground | |
| I lays down my laws at the door | |
| and any nigga that' s lookin for trouble | |
| gotsta face these silver doublefour' s | |
| that I be packin on my hip, hollowtips inside the clip | |
| Ready to rip a niggaz shit and make his wig slip | |
| to the side as a homocide' s commited | |
| I gets rid of niggaz quick cause ain' t no bullshit permitted | |
| I' m a outlaw, the mother in villain doin killings, I won' t stop | |
| until the morgue got bodies stacked up to the in ceiling | |
| And ain' t no drivebys, a mag and a bag lady, disguised and surprise | |
| you got a hole between your in eyes | |
| Niggaz is grazed, catchin strays from the blaze | |
| Amazed by the ways I lays em down when my shit sprays | |
| Crazy brains hangin, and niggaz veins are swingin | |
| Bangin and gunslingin, even my own in ears are ringin | |
| cause what I carry' s much bigger than Dirty Harry' s | |
| Do a Hail Mary, I make Bloody Mary' s out of your capillaries | |
| Pieces of flesh, hangin off a niggaz chest, cause the vest | |
| that he dress, couldn' t with the Smith and Wess' | |
| Mother ers runnin for miles, bodies stacked up in piles | |
| I' m killin executioner style | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul " I kill em executioner style" G. Rap | |
| repeat 2X | |
| I keeps my fortyfive loaded with dumdums, in rear I hold this | |
| right at my waist for just in case somebody gots to get exploded | |
| Cause G. Rap ain' t that nigga that try to play so nigga lay low | |
| or get yourself a pair of wings, a harp, and a halo | |
| Clown, keep in around, and you' ll be dead G | |
| I' m spttin out the lead see, to split your in head like the Red Sea | |
| Charged up with anger, six slugs in every chamber | |
| Dangerous stranger, with itchy trigger fingers like Lone Ranger | |
| I' m comin to split your cabbage like a savage | |
| and put two in yo' ass bitch | |
| and one inside the wifey and the baby carriage | |
| So head for the hills, I kills niggaz for thrills | |
| Causin crazy blood spill, when I let one drill in your grill | |
| I will pull out the glock to clear the blocky when I cock it | |
| Get laid and played out of pocket with a rocket in your eye socket | |
| So raise up queers, and say your in prayers | |
| I' ve been killin for years, huntin mother ers like reindeers | |
| If one nigga' s left standin, I' ll squeeze the cannon BOOM | |
| Opened his mother in ass like the Grand Canyon | |
| Layin faggot niggaz like towel when I gets wild and fouol | |
| I' m killin executioner style | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul " I kill em executioner style" G. Rap | |
| repeat 2X | |
| .. | |
| I take ten paces, draw my shit, and aim at niggaz faces | |
| Leavin no traces so a nigga' s BEATIN body cases | |
| I' m wettin shit up, you get hit up, by the super soaker | |
| Brain after brain, I' m a mother in chain smoker | |
| Cause it' s the rootin tootin with the sixshooter | |
| Put a hole in your trooper so big niggaz can hula hoop ya | |
| Liftin them Smith and Wessuns like the westerns | |
| I blow out a niggaz intestines, and send him back to the in essence | |
| Bullet rows, blows out the nose of my fo' fo' | |
| Gunnin down all you bozos who run and call for popo | |
| Send in paramedics and bring a lot of antisthetics | |
| Mother in bodies are beheaded, niggaz are shredded | |
| So nigga get ready to meet your in fate, when I send six treyeight | |
| straight into your mother in chest plate | |
| G. Rap been murderin niggaz since a child, you can go and check my files | |
| I' m killin executioner style | |
| Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York | |
| A nigga livin foul " I kill em executioner style" G. Rap | |
| repeat 2X |
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