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Massive Heat

アーティスト:Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz  アルバム:Make It Reign  作詞:BROWN RICARDO EMMANUEL JR/FRANKLIN RODOLFO ANTONIO  作曲:BROWN RICARDO EMMANUEL JR/FRANKLIN RODOLFO ANTONIO 

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Kurupt:Uh, PG Verse 1: Peter Gunz I walk holdin my balls, About an inch from the wall, Keep hips hypnotized as if My name was biggie smalls, Your girls are docced dip in, Nigga keep a headlock, Trust Gunz with your wife? Motherfucker bet not, Sleep on Peter G, Peas don't eevr doubt it, >From here to New Orleans, I'll improve 'em, bout it bout it, When a days I do a Michael, To the days of being jailed, Class with thoughts that kept My fresh mind stale, Bridge: Peter Gunz and Kurupt Now, who you know With the New York, that keeps a brother respect >From California like I'm Snoop Doggy Dogg? Peter Gunz: Well, I'm Pete gunny Gunz, For plenty ammo ammo, Shove this pipe in yo wife, And watch her voice hit soprano, I got rhymes, cock mine, Just shits naughty gimmick, That nigga that raps about it But he do it in a minute, Got schemes that'll break yo wealth, Break yo health, You see me comin nigga, Just break yourself, (break yourself) A bronx tails like deniro The girl call me, "hero", Bust a kids' in the mouth in a 15-0-0, Playas play on, Hatas hate on, Put my weight on, Hit yo bitch off, And then I skate on, Lay on, me, Nigags can't touch this, Try to rush this? (shit) Fuck this, Get the fuck out of here, (you know what I'm sayin?) Chorus: Kurupt This is for my niggas, Holdin down the street, Sellin guns hand to hand, Under massive heat, Cause a nigga got to do, What he gots to do, So if you that type of nigga, Then it's just for you, All my guns, Swingin niggas from L.A.To New York, Who ain't havin it?Let the picture spray And we talk, Cause a nigga got to do, What he gots to do, So if you that type of nigga, Then it's just for you Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz This is the facsimile, You bout to get that ass faxed, This is simple, And beat with bast, I got a little somethin somethin, For all you cats, And all you fleas, And all you Cs, (all y'all) Midnight dark, Cock back the spark, It starts sparkin, And everything's dark, And I know where them niggas is at, There they go, Gettin hit like, "Where the homies at? Where they go?" Yeah nigga, Left all alone in the zone, Where heads are flown back, Bone flown in the zone, Terrors, dripemental, Tight and gigantic, Titanium, Subterrainium,


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