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Niggas Bleed

アーティスト:The Notorious B.I.G.  アルバム:Life After Death  作詞:BROADY CARLOS/COMBS SEAN PUFFY/MYRICK NASHIEM SA ALLAH  作曲:BROADY CARLOS/COMBS SEAN PUFFY/MYRICK NASHIEM SA ALLAH 

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Verse One: Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra Go to room 112, tell em Blanco sent ya Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges I got these kids in ranges, believe them niggaz brainless All they tote is stainless, you just remain as Calm as possible, make the deal go through If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do Please make yo killings clean, slugs up in between They eyes, like True Lies, Kill em and flee the scene Just bring back the coke or the cream Or else, yo life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank Them cats we fuckin wit put bombs in yo moms gas tank Let's get this money baby, they shady, we get shady Dress up like ladies and burn em with thirty-three-eighties Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out Fuck the fallout, word to Stretch, I bet they pussy The seven digits push me, fuckin real, here's the deal I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five a piece Enough to cop a six buy the house on the beach Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche? Everybody gettin cream no one considered a leech Think about it now, thats damn near one point five I kill em all I'll be set for life Frank pay attention These motherfuckers is henchmen, renegades If you die they still get paid, extra probably Fuck a robbery, I'm the boss Promise you won't rob em, I promise But of course you know I had my fingers crossed Chorus: Niggaz bleed just like us Picture me bein scared Of a nigga that breathe the same air as me Niggaz bleed just like us Picture me bein shook We can both pull burners, make the motherfuckin beef cook Niggaz bleed just like us Picture a nigga hidin My life in that man hands, while he just decidin Niggaz bleed just like us I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all Runnin ain't in my protocol Verse Two: Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron From Tuscon, pushed the black Yukon Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rocked the Isley Stupid as a young'un, chose not the moves wisely Sharper with game, him and his crooks, called The Jooks Heard it was sweet, bout three-fifty a piece Ron bought a truck, two bricks laid in the cut His peeps got bucked, got locked the fuck up That's when Ron vanished, came back, speakin Spanish Lavish habits, two rings, twenty carats Here's a criminal, nigga made


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