| Song | Loose Cannons |
| Artist | Kurupt |
| Album | Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Arnaud, Brown, Zizbit | |
| Yo man, I don’t think they heard you | |
| Won’t ya tell 'em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptYo man, | |
| I don’t think they heard you | |
| Won’t ya tell 'em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptYo man, | |
| I don’t think they heard you | |
| Won’t ya tell 'em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptYo man, | |
| I don’t think they heard you | |
| Won’t ya tell 'em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptAight everybody get on the ground right now | |
| Yeah, this is not your money | |
| This is insured by the federal government | |
| So this is not your money, don’t move | |
| Don’t be a hero, and you won’t get blown | |
| The **** up right now | |
| Yeah, aight y’all we got three minutes | |
| Startin' now let’s keep it rollin' | |
| Hit the bank from the back | |
| Double the trouble, forcin' my entry | |
| The first nigga that | |
| I saw, shot him in the jaw | |
| Xzibit started stompin' him and so did we(Get down bitch) | |
| Aww shit, about time we started dumpin' on security | |
| High society, takin' what’s mine | |
| Snatchin' each purse after purse for every nickel and dime | |
| Premeditated created by the scorn and the hate | |
| But I made ma, the big time, lights and the shine | |
| It’s a full scale war, everybody bear arms | |
| Wear body armor, national arms | |
| Dip away to get away, sirens alarms screamin' | |
| Yellin' out, hell demons of war | |
| Hell hounds that surround the wells | |
| Fargo browns | |
| No tomorrow, hollow, harness rounds | |
| Take a sip of your | |
| PerrierTo pay, | |
| I’ma dump like a dump truck, scramble to make my escape | |
| Dat nigga | |
| Daz, shootin' so nothin' else come in | |
| I’m shootin' in the opposite direction, we closed in | |
| Shells spread nigga because we can do the work | |
| First things first like snoop, | |
| I’ma shoot the clerk | |
| And I did, now it’s time to split get nigga get(Let’s go) | |
| Dumpin' and shoot the hostages | |
| Soopafly outside in the ride' | |
| Bout to start shootin' everything that he see outside | |
| Loose cannons, face covered with bandannas | |
| Chrome pieces, mother **** the police | |
| It’s everybody killers on mine | |
| If I ever get caught for crime, won’t be doin' federal time | |
| Loose cannons, face covered with bandannas | |
| Chrome pieces, mother **** the police | |
| It’s everybody killers on mine | |
| If I ever get caught for crime, won’t be doin' federal time |
| zuo ci : Arnaud, Brown, Zizbit | |
| Yo man, I don' t think they heard you | |
| Won' t ya tell ' em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptYo man, | |
| I don' t think they heard you | |
| Won' t ya tell ' em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptYo man, | |
| I don' t think they heard you | |
| Won' t ya tell ' em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptYo man, | |
| I don' t think they heard you | |
| Won' t ya tell ' em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptAight everybody get on the ground right now | |
| Yeah, this is not your money | |
| This is insured by the federal government | |
| So this is not your money, don' t move | |
| Don' t be a hero, and you won' t get blown | |
| The up right now | |
| Yeah, aight y' all we got three minutes | |
| Startin' now let' s keep it rollin' | |
| Hit the bank from the back | |
| Double the trouble, forcin' my entry | |
| The first nigga that | |
| I saw, shot him in the jaw | |
| Xzibit started stompin' him and so did we Get down bitch | |
| Aww shit, about time we started dumpin' on security | |
| High society, takin' what' s mine | |
| Snatchin' each purse after purse for every nickel and dime | |
| Premeditated created by the scorn and the hate | |
| But I made ma, the big time, lights and the shine | |
| It' s a full scale war, everybody bear arms | |
| Wear body armor, national arms | |
| Dip away to get away, sirens alarms screamin' | |
| Yellin' out, hell demons of war | |
| Hell hounds that surround the wells | |
| Fargo browns | |
| No tomorrow, hollow, harness rounds | |
| Take a sip of your | |
| PerrierTo pay, | |
| I' ma dump like a dump truck, scramble to make my escape | |
| Dat nigga | |
| Daz, shootin' so nothin' else come in | |
| I' m shootin' in the opposite direction, we closed in | |
| Shells spread nigga because we can do the work | |
| First things first like snoop, | |
| I' ma shoot the clerk | |
| And I did, now it' s time to split get nigga get Let' s go | |
| Dumpin' and shoot the hostages | |
| Soopafly outside in the ride' | |
| Bout to start shootin' everything that he see outside | |
| Loose cannons, face covered with bandannas | |
| Chrome pieces, mother the police | |
| It' s everybody killers on mine | |
| If I ever get caught for crime, won' t be doin' federal time | |
| Loose cannons, face covered with bandannas | |
| Chrome pieces, mother the police | |
| It' s everybody killers on mine | |
| If I ever get caught for crime, won' t be doin' federal time |
| zuò cí : Arnaud, Brown, Zizbit | |
| Yo man, I don' t think they heard you | |
| Won' t ya tell ' em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptYo man, | |
| I don' t think they heard you | |
| Won' t ya tell ' em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptYo man, | |
| I don' t think they heard you | |
| Won' t ya tell ' em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptYo man, | |
| I don' t think they heard you | |
| Won' t ya tell ' em what your name is? | |
| Dr. DreDaz, | |
| KuruptAight everybody get on the ground right now | |
| Yeah, this is not your money | |
| This is insured by the federal government | |
| So this is not your money, don' t move | |
| Don' t be a hero, and you won' t get blown | |
| The up right now | |
| Yeah, aight y' all we got three minutes | |
| Startin' now let' s keep it rollin' | |
| Hit the bank from the back | |
| Double the trouble, forcin' my entry | |
| The first nigga that | |
| I saw, shot him in the jaw | |
| Xzibit started stompin' him and so did we Get down bitch | |
| Aww shit, about time we started dumpin' on security | |
| High society, takin' what' s mine | |
| Snatchin' each purse after purse for every nickel and dime | |
| Premeditated created by the scorn and the hate | |
| But I made ma, the big time, lights and the shine | |
| It' s a full scale war, everybody bear arms | |
| Wear body armor, national arms | |
| Dip away to get away, sirens alarms screamin' | |
| Yellin' out, hell demons of war | |
| Hell hounds that surround the wells | |
| Fargo browns | |
| No tomorrow, hollow, harness rounds | |
| Take a sip of your | |
| PerrierTo pay, | |
| I' ma dump like a dump truck, scramble to make my escape | |
| Dat nigga | |
| Daz, shootin' so nothin' else come in | |
| I' m shootin' in the opposite direction, we closed in | |
| Shells spread nigga because we can do the work | |
| First things first like snoop, | |
| I' ma shoot the clerk | |
| And I did, now it' s time to split get nigga get Let' s go | |
| Dumpin' and shoot the hostages | |
| Soopafly outside in the ride' | |
| Bout to start shootin' everything that he see outside | |
| Loose cannons, face covered with bandannas | |
| Chrome pieces, mother the police | |
| It' s everybody killers on mine | |
| If I ever get caught for crime, won' t be doin' federal time | |
| Loose cannons, face covered with bandannas | |
| Chrome pieces, mother the police | |
| It' s everybody killers on mine | |
| If I ever get caught for crime, won' t be doin' federal time |