Song | Bumbell |
Artist | Yukmouth |
Album | Thugged Out: The Albulation |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dean, Ellis, Yates | |
[tech n9ne] (yukmouth) | |
Regime killas, ah | |
What the deal | |
(it's that lethal) | |
What's poppin | |
Regime niggas in this motherfucker for the one nine nine twist bitch | |
(uh, that regime shit) | |
Regime shit, yeah | |
(done deal, bumbell) | |
New millenium rhymers nigga | |
(what, tech a nina) | |
The bumbell | |
Where the fuck you at | |
(up in this bitch) | |
[yukmouth] (tech n9ne) | |
Uh, what uh, introducin two of the regime's finest | |
(regime) tech a nina | |
And smoke a lot himself | |
(smoke a lot, bumbell) | |
Let's serve these niggas with the straight shh, uh nigga | |
(in your back bitch) | |
Fuck that, i'm tired of not being of the bungalow shit | |
This bumbell for you nigga | |
[yukmouth] | |
It's bumbell bumbell, that's straight rapid fire | |
That override your ampliphiers and the woofers | |
Your bass tube hook ups shut the fuck up with wires cooked up | |
Niggas stash my tape like gats in the bushes, it's that lethal | |
It'll probably have you killing people, for real | |
Cops say it's illegal to have a yuk tape in your possesion | |
Niggas keep going to jail for 11, 350's and 211's | |
187's, concealed weapons, all the above | |
Tear the fuckin club up with my nigga what | |
[tech n9ne] | |
That tech n9ne nigga, lyrically blind niggas on the grind | |
All the time you will find i spiritually define nigga, rhyme killa | |
I'm the purer from missour-a | |
Quick when i rip shit trip this animalistic, fuck ace ventura | |
By the power of my dead niggas i'ma ride this like a rollercoaster | |
Ain't nobody fuckin with my niggas i'm the killa representin cosa nostra | |
So bust like you're supposed to | |
We guaranteed this gon sell cuz this shit's the bumbell nigga | |
[chorus: (tech n9ne)] x 2 | |
(ba bum) | |
This shit is heated (ba bum) | |
Your shit's deleted (ba bum) | |
And when you need it (ba bum) | |
We drunk and weeded | |
As long as this rap shit sells | |
Us niggas with figures we keep releasin the bumbell | |
[yukmouth] | |
Bitch i can make ya ?ven? (ba bum) | |
Make ya ?land? (ba bum) | |
Make the fans (ba bum) | |
Gang related dance (ba bum) | |
I can make the hood (ba bum) | |
Make your ?kim wood? (ba bum) | |
Make your stereo (ba bum) | |
Make calico (ba bum) | |
They dumpin on us, clunk clunk go the trunk | |
Grab the pump, bang my shit when you in the mist to funk | |
Or get shit crunked | |
When shit jumps, i'm the theme music | |
Like thorazine, the fiends cling to it | |
I didn't mean to do it | |
The music made me do it, it made me loose it | |
Got my mind playin tricks | |
Now my nine can't stop sprayin shit | |
Until the nigga lay in a ditch | |
And when i played this shit it blew my speakers out | |
Looked out the window i saw dope fiends and tweakers out in the | |
Middle of the street doing the electric slide, you shoulda peeped it out | |
It got me geeked out, hustlin makin scrilla | |
After every word i got to say nigga | |
Like what's up nigga? | |
Let's smoke this blunt nigga | |
Oh, yesterday got caught, got fucked up nigga | |
You bumpin yuk nigga? | |
Oh that's the bumbell | |
[chorus] x 2 | |
[tech n9ne] | |
We're now listening to the sounds of tech n9ne | |
I don't need no medication, i just packs my crispy flows | |
Endo, rum and fornication, jammed up for y'all filthy hoes | |
That nigga named tech n9ne is a motherfucker on gang related | |
Hater's gotta respect mine or the next time get strangulated | |
Rap a lot summoned me, i told em that i had a gun in me | |
Loony as a nigga wanna be, kindly get the fuck from front of me | |
Sleepin with a black cat in my lap, spliitin poles daily | |
Under a lot of weight and on a bus on a broken mirror don't faze me | |
They say tech when i rap you wouldn't be alive | |
Fuck that, i got niggas lettin em go for tweleve five, bumbell's live | |
We bringin heat to the game, deep when we came | |
Niggas fucked up and put they feet to the flame | |
Got that (ish) if you want it, gives a (uff) i'm a flaunt it | |
That (haaaa) got niggas thinkin i'm hunted, the bumbell | |
[chorus] x 2 | |
[tech n9ne] (yukmouth) | |
Yeah (live and direct) | |
Kc meets oakland, oakland meets houston, a killa mixture | |
(bumbell) bumbell (what) | |
Tech n9ne (regime shit) | |
Ish, uck, nigga | |
What you wanna do | |
Regime crew | |
Like that nigga | |
Me and yuknouth up in this motherfucker puttin this shit in your back | |
For the one nine nine twist | |
You know what i'm sizzlin? | |
You know what i'm sizzlin? | |
You know what i'm sizzlin? | |
Regime killas! | |
(thugged out, yukmouth) |
zuo qu : Dean, Ellis, Yates | |
tech n9ne yukmouth | |
Regime killas, ah | |
What the deal | |
it' s that lethal | |
What' s poppin | |
Regime niggas in this motherfucker for the one nine nine twist bitch | |
uh, that regime shit | |
Regime shit, yeah | |
done deal, bumbell | |
New millenium rhymers nigga | |
what, tech a nina | |
The bumbell | |
Where the fuck you at | |
up in this bitch | |
yukmouth tech n9ne | |
Uh, what uh, introducin two of the regime' s finest | |
regime tech a nina | |
And smoke a lot himself | |
smoke a lot, bumbell | |
Let' s serve these niggas with the straight shh, uh nigga | |
in your back bitch | |
Fuck that, i' m tired of not being of the bungalow shit | |
This bumbell for you nigga | |
yukmouth | |
It' s bumbell bumbell, that' s straight rapid fire | |
That override your ampliphiers and the woofers | |
Your bass tube hook ups shut the fuck up with wires cooked up | |
Niggas stash my tape like gats in the bushes, it' s that lethal | |
It' ll probably have you killing people, for real | |
Cops say it' s illegal to have a yuk tape in your possesion | |
Niggas keep going to jail for 11, 350' s and 211' s | |
187' s, concealed weapons, all the above | |
Tear the fuckin club up with my nigga what | |
tech n9ne | |
That tech n9ne nigga, lyrically blind niggas on the grind | |
All the time you will find i spiritually define nigga, rhyme killa | |
I' m the purer from missoura | |
Quick when i rip shit trip this animalistic, fuck ace ventura | |
By the power of my dead niggas i' ma ride this like a rollercoaster | |
Ain' t nobody fuckin with my niggas i' m the killa representin cosa nostra | |
So bust like you' re supposed to | |
We guaranteed this gon sell cuz this shit' s the bumbell nigga | |
chorus: tech n9ne x 2 | |
ba bum | |
This shit is heated ba bum | |
Your shit' s deleted ba bum | |
And when you need it ba bum | |
We drunk and weeded | |
As long as this rap shit sells | |
Us niggas with figures we keep releasin the bumbell | |
yukmouth | |
Bitch i can make ya ? ven? ba bum | |
Make ya ? land? ba bum | |
Make the fans ba bum | |
Gang related dance ba bum | |
I can make the hood ba bum | |
Make your ? kim wood? ba bum | |
Make your stereo ba bum | |
Make calico ba bum | |
They dumpin on us, clunk clunk go the trunk | |
Grab the pump, bang my shit when you in the mist to funk | |
Or get shit crunked | |
When shit jumps, i' m the theme music | |
Like thorazine, the fiends cling to it | |
I didn' t mean to do it | |
The music made me do it, it made me loose it | |
Got my mind playin tricks | |
Now my nine can' t stop sprayin shit | |
Until the nigga lay in a ditch | |
And when i played this shit it blew my speakers out | |
Looked out the window i saw dope fiends and tweakers out in the | |
Middle of the street doing the electric slide, you shoulda peeped it out | |
It got me geeked out, hustlin makin scrilla | |
After every word i got to say nigga | |
Like what' s up nigga? | |
Let' s smoke this blunt nigga | |
Oh, yesterday got caught, got fucked up nigga | |
You bumpin yuk nigga? | |
Oh that' s the bumbell | |
chorus x 2 | |
tech n9ne | |
We' re now listening to the sounds of tech n9ne | |
I don' t need no medication, i just packs my crispy flows | |
Endo, rum and fornication, jammed up for y' all filthy hoes | |
That nigga named tech n9ne is a motherfucker on gang related | |
Hater' s gotta respect mine or the next time get strangulated | |
Rap a lot summoned me, i told em that i had a gun in me | |
Loony as a nigga wanna be, kindly get the fuck from front of me | |
Sleepin with a black cat in my lap, spliitin poles daily | |
Under a lot of weight and on a bus on a broken mirror don' t faze me | |
They say tech when i rap you wouldn' t be alive | |
Fuck that, i got niggas lettin em go for tweleve five, bumbell' s live | |
We bringin heat to the game, deep when we came | |
Niggas fucked up and put they feet to the flame | |
Got that ish if you want it, gives a uff i' m a flaunt it | |
That haaaa got niggas thinkin i' m hunted, the bumbell | |
chorus x 2 | |
tech n9ne yukmouth | |
Yeah live and direct | |
Kc meets oakland, oakland meets houston, a killa mixture | |
bumbell bumbell what | |
Tech n9ne regime shit | |
Ish, uck, nigga | |
What you wanna do | |
Regime crew | |
Like that nigga | |
Me and yuknouth up in this motherfucker puttin this shit in your back | |
For the one nine nine twist | |
You know what i' m sizzlin? | |
You know what i' m sizzlin? | |
You know what i' m sizzlin? | |
Regime killas! | |
thugged out, yukmouth |
zuò qǔ : Dean, Ellis, Yates | |
tech n9ne yukmouth | |
Regime killas, ah | |
What the deal | |
it' s that lethal | |
What' s poppin | |
Regime niggas in this motherfucker for the one nine nine twist bitch | |
uh, that regime shit | |
Regime shit, yeah | |
done deal, bumbell | |
New millenium rhymers nigga | |
what, tech a nina | |
The bumbell | |
Where the fuck you at | |
up in this bitch | |
yukmouth tech n9ne | |
Uh, what uh, introducin two of the regime' s finest | |
regime tech a nina | |
And smoke a lot himself | |
smoke a lot, bumbell | |
Let' s serve these niggas with the straight shh, uh nigga | |
in your back bitch | |
Fuck that, i' m tired of not being of the bungalow shit | |
This bumbell for you nigga | |
yukmouth | |
It' s bumbell bumbell, that' s straight rapid fire | |
That override your ampliphiers and the woofers | |
Your bass tube hook ups shut the fuck up with wires cooked up | |
Niggas stash my tape like gats in the bushes, it' s that lethal | |
It' ll probably have you killing people, for real | |
Cops say it' s illegal to have a yuk tape in your possesion | |
Niggas keep going to jail for 11, 350' s and 211' s | |
187' s, concealed weapons, all the above | |
Tear the fuckin club up with my nigga what | |
tech n9ne | |
That tech n9ne nigga, lyrically blind niggas on the grind | |
All the time you will find i spiritually define nigga, rhyme killa | |
I' m the purer from missoura | |
Quick when i rip shit trip this animalistic, fuck ace ventura | |
By the power of my dead niggas i' ma ride this like a rollercoaster | |
Ain' t nobody fuckin with my niggas i' m the killa representin cosa nostra | |
So bust like you' re supposed to | |
We guaranteed this gon sell cuz this shit' s the bumbell nigga | |
chorus: tech n9ne x 2 | |
ba bum | |
This shit is heated ba bum | |
Your shit' s deleted ba bum | |
And when you need it ba bum | |
We drunk and weeded | |
As long as this rap shit sells | |
Us niggas with figures we keep releasin the bumbell | |
yukmouth | |
Bitch i can make ya ? ven? ba bum | |
Make ya ? land? ba bum | |
Make the fans ba bum | |
Gang related dance ba bum | |
I can make the hood ba bum | |
Make your ? kim wood? ba bum | |
Make your stereo ba bum | |
Make calico ba bum | |
They dumpin on us, clunk clunk go the trunk | |
Grab the pump, bang my shit when you in the mist to funk | |
Or get shit crunked | |
When shit jumps, i' m the theme music | |
Like thorazine, the fiends cling to it | |
I didn' t mean to do it | |
The music made me do it, it made me loose it | |
Got my mind playin tricks | |
Now my nine can' t stop sprayin shit | |
Until the nigga lay in a ditch | |
And when i played this shit it blew my speakers out | |
Looked out the window i saw dope fiends and tweakers out in the | |
Middle of the street doing the electric slide, you shoulda peeped it out | |
It got me geeked out, hustlin makin scrilla | |
After every word i got to say nigga | |
Like what' s up nigga? | |
Let' s smoke this blunt nigga | |
Oh, yesterday got caught, got fucked up nigga | |
You bumpin yuk nigga? | |
Oh that' s the bumbell | |
chorus x 2 | |
tech n9ne | |
We' re now listening to the sounds of tech n9ne | |
I don' t need no medication, i just packs my crispy flows | |
Endo, rum and fornication, jammed up for y' all filthy hoes | |
That nigga named tech n9ne is a motherfucker on gang related | |
Hater' s gotta respect mine or the next time get strangulated | |
Rap a lot summoned me, i told em that i had a gun in me | |
Loony as a nigga wanna be, kindly get the fuck from front of me | |
Sleepin with a black cat in my lap, spliitin poles daily | |
Under a lot of weight and on a bus on a broken mirror don' t faze me | |
They say tech when i rap you wouldn' t be alive | |
Fuck that, i got niggas lettin em go for tweleve five, bumbell' s live | |
We bringin heat to the game, deep when we came | |
Niggas fucked up and put they feet to the flame | |
Got that ish if you want it, gives a uff i' m a flaunt it | |
That haaaa got niggas thinkin i' m hunted, the bumbell | |
chorus x 2 | |
tech n9ne yukmouth | |
Yeah live and direct | |
Kc meets oakland, oakland meets houston, a killa mixture | |
bumbell bumbell what | |
Tech n9ne regime shit | |
Ish, uck, nigga | |
What you wanna do | |
Regime crew | |
Like that nigga | |
Me and yuknouth up in this motherfucker puttin this shit in your back | |
For the one nine nine twist | |
You know what i' m sizzlin? | |
You know what i' m sizzlin? | |
You know what i' m sizzlin? | |
Regime killas! | |
thugged out, yukmouth |