当前位置:首页 > 歌词大全 > React歌词

React

Shut 'Em Down专辑

  • Ladies and gentlemen
    Welcome aboard
    Official Nastee
    Airlines, flight 188
    Intro/Chorus:
    Onyx Kill it in the club, baby show some love
    My real thugs, where you at?
    Baby throw ya gats
    To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
    Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (repeat 2X) [Bonifucco]
    Real thug *******t unplugged
    Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust
    ******es who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes and got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive to cloak, ? no leaks in gunsmoke
    Here to get those, snakes get it the most
    G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes
    Tech blows,
    I only put a hole in your leg so..
    Ladies and gentlemen [Sonsee]
    It's going on right now
    Official Nast' don't be playin around, we lay it down
    Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen
    Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin
    You got in the way, sorry to say
    You shoulda known, *******nin on
    Sonsee's not in the day
    All the ******z in my zone, my close affiliates be rippin it illin it adrenaline spendin and killin *******t
    Chorus [Fredro Starr]
    Yo, yo I'm on some other *******t, run up on your mother *******t
    Hockey mask, black tape, tapin up your baby brother *******t
    Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist
    Empty the safe, hit em with the glock he caught a stray shot
    ****** his girl and made him watch, made a death wish
    I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this
    Twenty-two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms [50 Cent]
    The *******t'll happen so fast, the gat blast left his brains on the glass in a dash
    I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash
    The only thing
    I ever lost
    I couldn't find was time
    Son some crackers locked me up that's how
    I lost my mind
    Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, ****** him
    He didn't listen told him give me the *******ne
    The sick *******t is when the police, came around to get me
    The killers who was with me, snitchin sayin it was 50
    Chorus [X-1]
    ****** the rap skit,
    X and the drug complex
    When convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice
    Life in the drain ******z money's got my gold chain thicker
    Whole brain sicker, hall of fame ******
    From coast to coast
    I keep the toast
    My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze
    Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless
    Your heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist [Sticky Fingaz]
    AHHHHHHHH
    I seen death, almost died twice tonight
    Sell my own mother out if the price is right
    I hate life, gimme the glock about to join
    Biggie and '
    Pac and you comin like it or not
    GET OFF ME!
    Let me go, don't hold me back
    Where my real thugs at?
    Baby THROW
    YA GAT! Sticky
    Fingaz, from out your darkest fears
    I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs
    Chorus Killin it (2X)
    Chorus Ladies and gentlemen
    Welcome aboard
    Official Nastee
    Airlines, flight 188 [?]
    Word up yo,
    Official Nast'
    Gettin cream,
    Onyx, we move with the many crews
    We let you know right now, we shuttin *******t down
    Nine-eight, word up get your *******t straight
    You think your *******t hot?
    Stick your *******t up
    What? Bring yo' *******t to the club
    Bring yo' heat to the street
    Official Nast', shuttin *******t down --
    WHAT?! Ladies and gentlemen
    Welcome aboard
    Official Nastee
    Airlines, flight 188
  • Ladies and gentlemen
    Welcome aboard
    Official Nastee
    Airlines, flight 188
    Intro/Chorus:
    Onyx Kill it in the club, baby show some love
    My real thugs, where you at?
    Baby throw ya gats
    To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
    Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (repeat 2X) [Bonifucco]
    Real thug *******t unplugged
    Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust
    ******es who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes and got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive to cloak, ? no leaks in gunsmoke
    Here to get those, snakes get it the most
    G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes
    Tech blows,
    I only put a hole in your leg so..
    Ladies and gentlemen [Sonsee]
    It's going on right now
    Official Nast' don't be playin around, we lay it down
    Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen
    Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin
    You got in the way, sorry to say
    You shoulda known, *******nin on
    Sonsee's not in the day
    All the ******z in my zone, my close affiliates be rippin it illin it adrenaline spendin and killin *******t
    Chorus [Fredro Starr]
    Yo, yo I'm on some other *******t, run up on your mother *******t
    Hockey mask, black tape, tapin up your baby brother *******t
    Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist
    Empty the safe, hit em with the glock he caught a stray shot
    ****** his girl and made him watch, made a death wish
    I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this
    Twenty-two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms [50 Cent]
    The *******t'll happen so fast, the gat blast left his brains on the glass in a dash
    I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash
    The only thing
    I ever lost
    I couldn't find was time
    Son some crackers locked me up that's how
    I lost my mind
    Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, ****** him
    He didn't listen told him give me the *******ne
    The sick *******t is when the police, came around to get me
    The killers who was with me, snitchin sayin it was 50
    Chorus [X-1]
    ****** the rap skit,
    X and the drug complex
    When convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice
    Life in the drain ******z money's got my gold chain thicker
    Whole brain sicker, hall of fame ******
    From coast to coast
    I keep the toast
    My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze
    Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless
    Your heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist [Sticky Fingaz]
    AHHHHHHHH
    I seen death, almost died twice tonight
    Sell my own mother out if the price is right
    I hate life, gimme the glock about to join
    Biggie and '
    Pac and you comin like it or not
    GET OFF ME!
    Let me go, don't hold me back
    Where my real thugs at?
    Baby THROW
    YA GAT! Sticky
    Fingaz, from out your darkest fears
    I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs
    Chorus Killin it (2X)
    Chorus Ladies and gentlemen
    Welcome aboard
    Official Nastee
    Airlines, flight 188 [?]
    Word up yo,
    Official Nast'
    Gettin cream,
    Onyx, we move with the many crews
    We let you know right now, we shuttin *******t down
    Nine-eight, word up get your *******t straight
    You think your *******t hot?
    Stick your *******t up
    What? Bring yo' *******t to the club
    Bring yo' heat to the street
    Official Nast', shuttin *******t down --
    WHAT?! Ladies and gentlemen
    Welcome aboard
    Official Nastee
    Airlines, flight 188