letra de dead 'n' gone - drae da skimask
[hook: dj sound & gangsta gold & lil rob ]
load the ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it, mane, ain’t nothin’ to it
these bullets that i play with, leave your body paralyzed
load the ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it, mane, ain’t nothin’ to it
these bullets that i play with, leave your body paralyzed
load the ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it, mane, ain’t nothin’ to it
these bullets that i play with, leave your body paralyzed
load the ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it, mane, ain’t nothin’ to it
these bullets that i play with, leave your body paralyzed
load the ammo, c-ck the triggеr, pull it, mane, ain’t nothin’ to it
these bullеts that i play with, leave your body paralyzed
bustin’ in your home
with my tone, pointed to your dome
there’s another brother dead and gone
load the ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it, mane, ain’t nothin’ to it
these bullets that i play with, leave your body paralyzed
bustin’ in your home
with my tone, pointed to your dome
there’s another brother dead and gone
[verse 1: gangsta gold]
i’m ready to make ’em drop, with a pop
g-l-o-c-k
busta’s under the wings
on my thoughts, i face ’em every day
no fear in my heart, i ain’t scared to be the one that k!lls
so if you got your tone, bring it on, i got the same sk!ll
pressure from my pears who provoke me to leave ’em dead
gangsta gold, makin’ em fold
victim of my bullet lead
tricks, who want my treats?
from the gold smoke up in their face
down fo’ the smack in they back, b-tch, it’s a murder case
creepin’ on a punk, ’cause the funk got ’em acting up
tailing with my wagon on the run doin’ a donut
hoes on the curb spread the word ’cause i’m peelin’ caps
spinnin out my chamber its my anger, settin’ mouse traps
take it to the police n-gga if you scared, mane
floggin’ with your pistol like a b-tch and be a dead mane
stangin’ like a wasp if you cross some of this intellect
f-ckin’ up yo guts with the touch of this 9-tec
[refrain: gangsta gold]
welcome to my game pimp
now you in da playas squabble
profilin’ in yo clothes, with them hoes you be on life support
i’m realer than you think with the glock that i maintain
cl!ckin on you lemon lames
my hollow points ain’t got no name
[hook: dj sound & gangsta gold & lil rob]
load the ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it, mane, ain’t nothin’ to it
load the ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it, mane, ain’t nothin’ to it
these bullets that i play with, leave your body paralyzed
load the ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it, mane, ain’t nothin’ to it
load the ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it, mane, ain’t nothin’ to it
bustin’ in your home
with my tone, pointed to your dome
there’s another brother dead and gone
bustin’ in your home
with my tone, pointed to your dome
there’s another brother dead and gone
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