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 |