Comming 2 Serve You Lyrics
| Song | Comming 2 Serve You |
| Artist | Flesh 'n' Bone |
| Album | T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cowan, Hinton, Howse | |
| Intro: Alright, now let's do this (Flesh) | |
| Knocc Out and | |
| Flesh, my glock to techs | |
| We comin' 2 serve ya (BG Knocc Out) | |
| Knocc Out and | |
| Flesh, with tha glock cock | |
| And you know | |
| I'm screamin' murda mo' murda x2 [Flesh] | |
| Rippin' up, it's yo' | |
| St. Clair | |
| Takin' money that's straight, and gotta kick it, chill | |
| Then makin' it real, to the pop on my slug for love | |
| I'm gonna feed you with | |
| BG Knocc Out | |
| Drop these bullets in a grill for the skill | |
| Motha Fuckas with double, meat is when it's on | |
| My fox cause to this, is a rock gets clock | |
| And a grip now ready to rough house [BG Knocc Out] | |
| Betta with coppas and his guns. | |
| Sendin' bodiez off yet, for the redrum | |
| Six feet in a ditch is where | |
| I'm leaving you bitch-ass niggas | |
| So come, come. | |
| Mo' victim to tha crome, it's on | |
| Leavin' bodiez strapped up, and | |
| I kill 'em all, mo' mo' | |
| Bitch-ass niggaz from the other side, wanna try me, come rock ' | |
| Cause the nigga don't know [Flesh] | |
| I really help, can't contain us, bring 'em out | |
| Fuck with the sinners and rap shit, kick names out yo' mouth | |
| I'm crossin' my nigga and he got rapid | |
| To be killas that flip, every blood drip | |
| I pray Like a self diplp | |
| Souljah Boy from makin' niggas | |
| Won't grab ?, take it from here to | |
| Towhee [BG Knocc Out] | |
| That's why | |
| I'm here, hit them down with than | |
| AK Leavin' bodiez straight down in the wrong day | |
| All you niggaz if you wanted that shit | |
| Can't wait 'till you bitch-ass niggas come my way | |
| To the hallway, nigga all day | |
| To the peace treat, nigga ain't no love | |
| Ain't no way in hell, you'll buck with | |
| B.G. Knocc | |
| Out Flesh, and ah | |
| Mo' Thug, straight up | |
| Chorus x4 [BG Knocc Out] | |
| I'm comin' 2 serve ya, serve ya | |
| I'm screamin' mo' murda, mo' murda | |
| Hopin' you'll die, don't ask me why 'cause you deserve to | |
| Deserve to, got yo' cap hit back to the black. | |
| Which one? | |
| That one with the automatic strap | |
| Have the ones with the all black, black | |
| So take a nigga straight off the map | |
| That's how | |
| I feel about any nigga that's willin' to deal | |
| Willin' to deal | |
| Put a nigga like | |
| Knocc from my with the glock cock ' | |
| Cause I wanted to kill | |
| Niggas talk like a disease | |
| Drop to your knees and give me your g's | |
| Nigga you can't get with these, nigga please [Flesh] | |
| See you betta be takin' your loss and then | |
| I don't know | |
| Betta be gone, and | |
| I run up in him if | |
| I came Be the master plans, leavin' ya minds off | |
| Close to 44 magnums, hit the hold and ah so when | |
| I blast it | |
| Creepin' yo' bloods be peepin', you run oh nigga in a river | |
| Sin, sippin' gin, get out tha party get in if niggas we clown | |
| Ready get scandlous. | |
| Where? In the cities, run from the one they don't purchase a pound | |
| Get to tha nigga, they drop ya | |
| Grab my pump, pump, cock the glock, shot ya | |
| By thaegang we let off go bullet ranges | |
| For the same we comin' 2 serve ya | |
| Chorus x4 [Flesh] | |
| Niggas, make the cities both screams | |
| Lil' Knocc | |
| Out hitter, help me solve this | |
| We shinin', never had peace | |
| Celebrate the victory, runnin' with it flawless | |
| Gonna keep dodgin', playa hatas fall and never stood a chance, up against | |
| Flesh mo' | |
| My niggas send them to the maka | |
| I'm lovin' it | |
| And you really don't wanna test | |
| Hate these niggas, wanna push they luck | |
| Fuckin' with the 5th dog, show no love | |
| Except for my gang, runnin' untamed | |
| Hope you don't rename and remain | |
| Mo' Thug Had my nigga, my slug | |
| Haters police blood, that is when | |
| I'm gonna serve ya | |
| Chasin' mothafuckas with the gun | |
| Get them on the run, but ? [BG Knocc Out] | |
| Pullin' yo' trigga on niggaz, 'cause nigga they know they can't hang with tha | |
| Mo' Thug gang | |
| Sonn as ya run up off, | |
| I'm pullin mine | |
| Gut 'em 'till ya done, but some gotta blow out yo' brain | |
| Come to these, rock with the hot glock, bodies in the | |
| Glock Pop, pop, pop, nigga never don't stop | |
| Buck with the | |
| Knocc I'm ready to go spot with the | |
| Glock lettin' off shots, niggas gon' drop | |
| To the pave, put it in tha grave | |
| Now they dwell in hell 'cause we double slay | |
| The clip and the trigga, a sin | |
| Now that's in the river nigga, try to lift me hey | |
| Say, Knocc and | |
| Flesh glock, glock to takes it comin' 2 serve ya | |
| Swerve to the curve | |
| Better off that chronic and and burn | |
| Nigga it's time to murda | |
| Chorus x4 [Flesh] | |
| Hey niggas? | |
| Hey niggas? | |
| Murda, mo' murda | |
| Chorus x6 |
| zuo qu : Cowan, Hinton, Howse | |
| Intro: Alright, now let' s do this Flesh | |
| Knocc Out and | |
| Flesh, my glock to techs | |
| We comin' 2 serve ya BG Knocc Out | |
| Knocc Out and | |
| Flesh, with tha glock cock | |
| And you know | |
| I' m screamin' murda mo' murda x2 Flesh | |
| Rippin' up, it' s yo' | |
| St. Clair | |
| Takin' money that' s straight, and gotta kick it, chill | |
| Then makin' it real, to the pop on my slug for love | |
| I' m gonna feed you with | |
| BG Knocc Out | |
| Drop these bullets in a grill for the skill | |
| Motha Fuckas with double, meat is when it' s on | |
| My fox cause to this, is a rock gets clock | |
| And a grip now ready to rough house BG Knocc Out | |
| Betta with coppas and his guns. | |
| Sendin' bodiez off yet, for the redrum | |
| Six feet in a ditch is where | |
| I' m leaving you bitchass niggas | |
| So come, come. | |
| Mo' victim to tha crome, it' s on | |
| Leavin' bodiez strapped up, and | |
| I kill ' em all, mo' mo' | |
| Bitchass niggaz from the other side, wanna try me, come rock ' | |
| Cause the nigga don' t know Flesh | |
| I really help, can' t contain us, bring ' em out | |
| Fuck with the sinners and rap shit, kick names out yo' mouth | |
| I' m crossin' my nigga and he got rapid | |
| To be killas that flip, every blood drip | |
| I pray Like a self diplp | |
| Souljah Boy from makin' niggas | |
| Won' t grab ?, take it from here to | |
| Towhee BG Knocc Out | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m here, hit them down with than | |
| AK Leavin' bodiez straight down in the wrong day | |
| All you niggaz if you wanted that shit | |
| Can' t wait ' till you bitchass niggas come my way | |
| To the hallway, nigga all day | |
| To the peace treat, nigga ain' t no love | |
| Ain' t no way in hell, you' ll buck with | |
| B. G. Knocc | |
| Out Flesh, and ah | |
| Mo' Thug, straight up | |
| Chorus x4 BG Knocc Out | |
| I' m comin' 2 serve ya, serve ya | |
| I' m screamin' mo' murda, mo' murda | |
| Hopin' you' ll die, don' t ask me why ' cause you deserve to | |
| Deserve to, got yo' cap hit back to the black. | |
| Which one? | |
| That one with the automatic strap | |
| Have the ones with the all black, black | |
| So take a nigga straight off the map | |
| That' s how | |
| I feel about any nigga that' s willin' to deal | |
| Willin' to deal | |
| Put a nigga like | |
| Knocc from my with the glock cock ' | |
| Cause I wanted to kill | |
| Niggas talk like a disease | |
| Drop to your knees and give me your g' s | |
| Nigga you can' t get with these, nigga please Flesh | |
| See you betta be takin' your loss and then | |
| I don' t know | |
| Betta be gone, and | |
| I run up in him if | |
| I came Be the master plans, leavin' ya minds off | |
| Close to 44 magnums, hit the hold and ah so when | |
| I blast it | |
| Creepin' yo' bloods be peepin', you run oh nigga in a river | |
| Sin, sippin' gin, get out tha party get in if niggas we clown | |
| Ready get scandlous. | |
| Where? In the cities, run from the one they don' t purchase a pound | |
| Get to tha nigga, they drop ya | |
| Grab my pump, pump, cock the glock, shot ya | |
| By thaegang we let off go bullet ranges | |
| For the same we comin' 2 serve ya | |
| Chorus x4 Flesh | |
| Niggas, make the cities both screams | |
| Lil' Knocc | |
| Out hitter, help me solve this | |
| We shinin', never had peace | |
| Celebrate the victory, runnin' with it flawless | |
| Gonna keep dodgin', playa hatas fall and never stood a chance, up against | |
| Flesh mo' | |
| My niggas send them to the maka | |
| I' m lovin' it | |
| And you really don' t wanna test | |
| Hate these niggas, wanna push they luck | |
| Fuckin' with the 5th dog, show no love | |
| Except for my gang, runnin' untamed | |
| Hope you don' t rename and remain | |
| Mo' Thug Had my nigga, my slug | |
| Haters police blood, that is when | |
| I' m gonna serve ya | |
| Chasin' mothafuckas with the gun | |
| Get them on the run, but ? BG Knocc Out | |
| Pullin' yo' trigga on niggaz, ' cause nigga they know they can' t hang with tha | |
| Mo' Thug gang | |
| Sonn as ya run up off, | |
| I' m pullin mine | |
| Gut ' em ' till ya done, but some gotta blow out yo' brain | |
| Come to these, rock with the hot glock, bodies in the | |
| Glock Pop, pop, pop, nigga never don' t stop | |
| Buck with the | |
| Knocc I' m ready to go spot with the | |
| Glock lettin' off shots, niggas gon' drop | |
| To the pave, put it in tha grave | |
| Now they dwell in hell ' cause we double slay | |
| The clip and the trigga, a sin | |
| Now that' s in the river nigga, try to lift me hey | |
| Say, Knocc and | |
| Flesh glock, glock to takes it comin' 2 serve ya | |
| Swerve to the curve | |
| Better off that chronic and and burn | |
| Nigga it' s time to murda | |
| Chorus x4 Flesh | |
| Hey niggas? | |
| Hey niggas? | |
| Murda, mo' murda | |
| Chorus x6 |
| zuò qǔ : Cowan, Hinton, Howse | |
| Intro: Alright, now let' s do this Flesh | |
| Knocc Out and | |
| Flesh, my glock to techs | |
| We comin' 2 serve ya BG Knocc Out | |
| Knocc Out and | |
| Flesh, with tha glock cock | |
| And you know | |
| I' m screamin' murda mo' murda x2 Flesh | |
| Rippin' up, it' s yo' | |
| St. Clair | |
| Takin' money that' s straight, and gotta kick it, chill | |
| Then makin' it real, to the pop on my slug for love | |
| I' m gonna feed you with | |
| BG Knocc Out | |
| Drop these bullets in a grill for the skill | |
| Motha Fuckas with double, meat is when it' s on | |
| My fox cause to this, is a rock gets clock | |
| And a grip now ready to rough house BG Knocc Out | |
| Betta with coppas and his guns. | |
| Sendin' bodiez off yet, for the redrum | |
| Six feet in a ditch is where | |
| I' m leaving you bitchass niggas | |
| So come, come. | |
| Mo' victim to tha crome, it' s on | |
| Leavin' bodiez strapped up, and | |
| I kill ' em all, mo' mo' | |
| Bitchass niggaz from the other side, wanna try me, come rock ' | |
| Cause the nigga don' t know Flesh | |
| I really help, can' t contain us, bring ' em out | |
| Fuck with the sinners and rap shit, kick names out yo' mouth | |
| I' m crossin' my nigga and he got rapid | |
| To be killas that flip, every blood drip | |
| I pray Like a self diplp | |
| Souljah Boy from makin' niggas | |
| Won' t grab ?, take it from here to | |
| Towhee BG Knocc Out | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m here, hit them down with than | |
| AK Leavin' bodiez straight down in the wrong day | |
| All you niggaz if you wanted that shit | |
| Can' t wait ' till you bitchass niggas come my way | |
| To the hallway, nigga all day | |
| To the peace treat, nigga ain' t no love | |
| Ain' t no way in hell, you' ll buck with | |
| B. G. Knocc | |
| Out Flesh, and ah | |
| Mo' Thug, straight up | |
| Chorus x4 BG Knocc Out | |
| I' m comin' 2 serve ya, serve ya | |
| I' m screamin' mo' murda, mo' murda | |
| Hopin' you' ll die, don' t ask me why ' cause you deserve to | |
| Deserve to, got yo' cap hit back to the black. | |
| Which one? | |
| That one with the automatic strap | |
| Have the ones with the all black, black | |
| So take a nigga straight off the map | |
| That' s how | |
| I feel about any nigga that' s willin' to deal | |
| Willin' to deal | |
| Put a nigga like | |
| Knocc from my with the glock cock ' | |
| Cause I wanted to kill | |
| Niggas talk like a disease | |
| Drop to your knees and give me your g' s | |
| Nigga you can' t get with these, nigga please Flesh | |
| See you betta be takin' your loss and then | |
| I don' t know | |
| Betta be gone, and | |
| I run up in him if | |
| I came Be the master plans, leavin' ya minds off | |
| Close to 44 magnums, hit the hold and ah so when | |
| I blast it | |
| Creepin' yo' bloods be peepin', you run oh nigga in a river | |
| Sin, sippin' gin, get out tha party get in if niggas we clown | |
| Ready get scandlous. | |
| Where? In the cities, run from the one they don' t purchase a pound | |
| Get to tha nigga, they drop ya | |
| Grab my pump, pump, cock the glock, shot ya | |
| By thaegang we let off go bullet ranges | |
| For the same we comin' 2 serve ya | |
| Chorus x4 Flesh | |
| Niggas, make the cities both screams | |
| Lil' Knocc | |
| Out hitter, help me solve this | |
| We shinin', never had peace | |
| Celebrate the victory, runnin' with it flawless | |
| Gonna keep dodgin', playa hatas fall and never stood a chance, up against | |
| Flesh mo' | |
| My niggas send them to the maka | |
| I' m lovin' it | |
| And you really don' t wanna test | |
| Hate these niggas, wanna push they luck | |
| Fuckin' with the 5th dog, show no love | |
| Except for my gang, runnin' untamed | |
| Hope you don' t rename and remain | |
| Mo' Thug Had my nigga, my slug | |
| Haters police blood, that is when | |
| I' m gonna serve ya | |
| Chasin' mothafuckas with the gun | |
| Get them on the run, but ? BG Knocc Out | |
| Pullin' yo' trigga on niggaz, ' cause nigga they know they can' t hang with tha | |
| Mo' Thug gang | |
| Sonn as ya run up off, | |
| I' m pullin mine | |
| Gut ' em ' till ya done, but some gotta blow out yo' brain | |
| Come to these, rock with the hot glock, bodies in the | |
| Glock Pop, pop, pop, nigga never don' t stop | |
| Buck with the | |
| Knocc I' m ready to go spot with the | |
| Glock lettin' off shots, niggas gon' drop | |
| To the pave, put it in tha grave | |
| Now they dwell in hell ' cause we double slay | |
| The clip and the trigga, a sin | |
| Now that' s in the river nigga, try to lift me hey | |
| Say, Knocc and | |
| Flesh glock, glock to takes it comin' 2 serve ya | |
| Swerve to the curve | |
| Better off that chronic and and burn | |
| Nigga it' s time to murda | |
| Chorus x4 Flesh | |
| Hey niggas? | |
| Hey niggas? | |
| Murda, mo' murda | |
| Chorus x6 |
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