Song | Defend Your Own - Explicit Album Version |
Artist | Collie Buddz |
Album | Collie Buddz |
作曲 : Bonsu, Harper, McGregor | |
(feat. Krayzie Bone) [INTRO:] | |
Yeah ya know | |
Nah nah nah | |
Outta road you have to defend your own | |
Well, [CHORUS:] | |
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off | |
Now Ease off you have to defend | |
Your own so, | |
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off | |
Now ease off, you have to protect | |
Your own now | |
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip, | |
Yeah it a fling if a bwoy trip, | |
In here now | |
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip | |
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip. [VERSE 1:] | |
Evidently, | |
Them a no badman, them always talk bout them a | |
Gangsta of the century, | |
Whe them a do, whe them a try, come dis badman | |
Fool that a tempt we, | |
Me no care how much bling you have, bullet a boar | |
Through you and your | |
Bently, Almighty | |
God a protect we, | |
Yeah, me bun the sweet sensi, | |
Keep my mind off of badmind, hypocrite, and people | |
Who envy, | |
Come a try to take what is mine, bwoy, de clip get | |
Empty, Dont bother talk about six shots, pussy, | |
I Bust twenty, | |
Protect we, | |
Nah nah now, [CHORUS] [VERSE 2: KRAYZIE BONE] | |
You betta keep a weapon to protect your own | |
I keep an automatic steady ready get this on | |
I put it right up to yo dome then | |
I wet the chrome | |
And when I kill u the da feds come and | |
Im long gone | |
Dont try to tell me you anit heard about | |
A nigga (bone) | |
Lyrical killer | |
Im fienna let the trigga go | |
Anybody think is sweet can let a nigga know | |
We can get it on in the middle of the flo | |
U wanna battle | |
I I tell u no lie | |
Its a suicide | |
Its a suicide | |
Who am I Im the truth no lie nigga | |
Fool with | |
I and you all die | |
True protection sawed off selection | |
Head your neck no longer connection | |
Huhh Huhh killah killah [CHORUS] [VERSE 3:] 21, | |
Gun Alley, | |
White Hill, | |
T.H.c. from top of the | |
Hill, M.O. | |
B., Rubber | |
Tree, J.V. | |
C., O.R.C. | |
Them bwoy bad eeee, 42, | |
Middle Town, | |
Deep Dale, | |
Frontine, | |
Badman from way back longtime, | |
Shady Corners, | |
Hollywood, | |
Parkside, | |
Southside, you dont want them come | |
Collide, Green | |
Acres, do | |
I have any takers? | |
Them bwoy ago | |
Make you meet your maker, | |
Devils Hole mon a no fakers, done you | |
Like how the | |
Spurs done the | |
Lakers, B. | |
E.R.M.U.D. | |
A, Breaker, breaker, breaker, | |
St. Georges, | |
St. Davids, | |
Get lost out round there and nobody can save ya, [CHORUS] |
zuò qǔ : Bonsu, Harper, McGregor | |
feat. Krayzie Bone INTRO: | |
Yeah ya know | |
Nah nah nah | |
Outta road you have to defend your own | |
Well, CHORUS: | |
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off | |
Now Ease off you have to defend | |
Your own so, | |
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off | |
Now ease off, you have to protect | |
Your own now | |
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip, | |
Yeah it a fling if a bwoy trip, | |
In here now | |
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip | |
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip. VERSE 1: | |
Evidently, | |
Them a no badman, them always talk bout them a | |
Gangsta of the century, | |
Whe them a do, whe them a try, come dis badman | |
Fool that a tempt we, | |
Me no care how much bling you have, bullet a boar | |
Through you and your | |
Bently, Almighty | |
God a protect we, | |
Yeah, me bun the sweet sensi, | |
Keep my mind off of badmind, hypocrite, and people | |
Who envy, | |
Come a try to take what is mine, bwoy, de clip get | |
Empty, Dont bother talk about six shots, pussy, | |
I Bust twenty, | |
Protect we, | |
Nah nah now, CHORUS VERSE 2: KRAYZIE BONE | |
You betta keep a weapon to protect your own | |
I keep an automatic steady ready get this on | |
I put it right up to yo dome then | |
I wet the chrome | |
And when I kill u the da feds come and | |
Im long gone | |
Dont try to tell me you anit heard about | |
A nigga bone | |
Lyrical killer | |
Im fienna let the trigga go | |
Anybody think is sweet can let a nigga know | |
We can get it on in the middle of the flo | |
U wanna battle | |
I I tell u no lie | |
Its a suicide | |
Its a suicide | |
Who am I Im the truth no lie nigga | |
Fool with | |
I and you all die | |
True protection sawed off selection | |
Head your neck no longer connection | |
Huhh Huhh killah killah CHORUS VERSE 3: 21, | |
Gun Alley, | |
White Hill, | |
T. H. c. from top of the | |
Hill, M. O. | |
B., Rubber | |
Tree, J. V. | |
C., O. R. C. | |
Them bwoy bad eeee, 42, | |
Middle Town, | |
Deep Dale, | |
Frontine, | |
Badman from way back longtime, | |
Shady Corners, | |
Hollywood, | |
Parkside, | |
Southside, you dont want them come | |
Collide, Green | |
Acres, do | |
I have any takers? | |
Them bwoy ago | |
Make you meet your maker, | |
Devils Hole mon a no fakers, done you | |
Like how the | |
Spurs done the | |
Lakers, B. | |
E. R. M. U. D. | |
A, Breaker, breaker, breaker, | |
St. Georges, | |
St. Davids, | |
Get lost out round there and nobody can save ya, CHORUS |