My Guns Bust (DJ Nabz Remix) (исполнитель: 2Pac ft Game NEW 2012 DJ Nabz Remix)
[Verse One: 2Pac] My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes My lyrics explode on contact, gamin you hoes Who else but Mama's only son, [bad word] the phony niggas I'm the one Say my name, watch [bad [bad word] now fire When ready, stay watchin our figure, increase speed Make you [bad word] bleed from your mouth quicker Plus all these niggas that [bad word] with, be on some dumb [bad word] Trickin on hoes, I ain't the one [bad word] Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick Have every single [bad word] that came witchu, on my [bad word] Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased I'm movin you stupid [bad word] vicious telekenesis I reachin your brain? [bad word] how can I explain? How vicious this Thug [bad word] came When I die, I wanna be a livin legend, say my name Affiliated with this [bad word] game, with no more pain [Verse Two: 2Pac] Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and [bad word] your boyfriend [bad word] I want some [bad word] tonight, you know my steelo Alize and Cristal, weed sure you heard of all the freaky [bad word] they say about me, huh Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast I dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that [bad word] And disappear before the cops [bad word] my Glock's spittin rounds Niggas fallin down clutchin they stomach It's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggas on the rise Busters shot me five times, real niggas don't die Can ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you fear me Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must Wasn't too sure what you facin so watch the guns bust You niggas'll bleed, [bad word] with me you'll be deceased Never restin in peace [bad word] with no more pain [the Game] It's been a long time, geAnnotatet re-acquainted with the world famous You know how on point my aim is Long range sniper's, clash of the titan's, chrome pipen' In this 300 like Leonidas I'm sitting fat like Precious, Christ up on the necklace And I keep them clips on a dresser Yes sir, I'm bout to ball, Louis bag the [bad word] mall [bad word] money and fast cars, [bad word] I want it all Empty out the cannon hit ya [bad word] you the [bad word] and all Withdrawal 200 thousand, and then [bad word] it off! King of the hill, gotta dime [bad word] cuttin' raw I'm in a strip club with a Glock, [bad word] what!? Gimme your [bad word] she got a cuter face and bigger butt I ain't gon' do [bad word] but pour champagne on her Hit it from the back and watch half of the Laker game on her