M16-Z-RO

M16

歌手:Z-RO

时间:2006-11-07

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M16 I'm reloading my magazine

And I will murder ever bumber clot run

Keep my hand on my gun whoa

I don't think they want the beef cause these type of problems ain't fin to go away

These friends I'm packing with me remind ya don't ever f**k with Trae

And if these b**ches get up in you ain't no need to pray

Cause praying with this pain will have you praying they take you away

I still post up and let niggaz know I don't bar a thang

I'm gangstafied motherf**ker talk down and watch I make it rain

And it ain't nothing that can stop it I promise you that

I put that on the Truth my brothers and Mr Fat Pat

Now if they really want it these niggaz gon have to get it

I'm trying to put something on your mind just so you don't forget it

My M16 will be the reason niggaz take a loss

When I get it out just watch how fast this b**ch'll rearrange your house

The sh*t I got will make the laws back up and get the SWAT

But even what they got will give it up cause these bullets be hot

I'm like original roster who wanna run with me

Cause what I'm bringing out don't think they wanna f**k with me

M16 I'm reloading my magazine

And I will murder ever bumber clot run

Keep my hand on my gun whoa

I keep a heater but I'm known for my murder 16's

Killer speaker killer beats so I murder 16's

So they M16's tote a M16

I call it my bodyguard cause they instance mean

In the streets of the city it ain't no love

Them boys'll f**k you quick without no glove

I'm riding in haters road blocks

Them jackers don't stop they'll blaze your whole spot

So a ni**a on spot with the gauges on cock

And them Orville Redenbach glocks is on pop

So P O P I will P-O-P

'Fore I let another mother-mother squeeze on me

In the H to the T-X you better pray or be X'd

They don't play you'll be next you better raise your protection

Yes son and just to see another day it's a blessing

So I keep a weapon my

M16 I'm reloading my magazine

And I will murder ever bumber clot run

Keep my hand on my gun whoa

Is it me glock 40 bump-bump-bump-bump nope

Is it me 45 bump-bump-bump-bump nope

Is it me 3-57 bump-bump-bump-bump nope

Me M16 taping off the murder scene

Inhaling potent doja with muddy cup of codeine

Me people don't even play me close cause them don't know me

Me don't want no company me kick it with me lonely

And will murder anyone of you snitches run up on me

But my grandmother didn't raise a killer she raised up a Christian

But the fact that I was already down and people kept kicking

Made me crazy that's why I got no love for nobody lately

And I told y'all once before none of my weapons have a safety

Ru-run up on me once I'ma beat your a** down

Ru-run up on me twice I'ma heat your a** down

Place you in another dimension nobody can see you now

Rest in peace I'm the king of the streets yeah

M16 I'm reloading my magazine

And I will murder ever bumber clot run

Keep my hand on my gun whoa

M16 I'm reloading my magazine

And I will murder ever bumber clot run

Keep my hand on my gun whoa

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