Quiero Yo Decirte

歌詞

(Chris Gun) When we ride it's a homicide When we ride it's a mothafuckin homicide (Noble) Yo, I'm on the glock pumping white valvues Just me and Knightowl rollin in a white owl It's light in the day, fuck it it's night now The right style to attack every track After shootin range target practice perfect every gat Never stepping back cause all I see is drama Vietnam did you see I'm calmer Cause I know the outcome when the Outlaws play Knightmares of a young thug strollin your way Holdin a day a mothafucka shut your trap Or bust your gat cause I ain't tryin to hear all that My heart done froze street life dark and cold Fuck with Nob wind up with holes you can't close This ain't no fairy tale we ain't on no book shit I know the streets well been on some crook shit Look bitch I ain't gon tell you again We ain't partners, homies, we sure ain't friends Cause I'ma knightmare (Chorus: Chris Gun) I'm a knightmare of you life Spirts fly through the sky like kites There they go here they come Oh can you see him nah Better duck down before they blast on yall (2x) (Bokie Loc) Feels like I'm on some witch out with Hitchcock Lord help me keep my shit cock Cause the demons are out there like the air can get through ziplock My gangstas hot bangin revolver on my heat turnin Hitin spittin fire while the rival flesh is burnin Next week they gon be standin where them reefs is hangin But they told us to fall when the fat lady finished singin I ain't no waiter but hater it's you I'm a serve bitch Your family wonderin why but it's me that says you deserved it So pow pow now we headin back to the hood where we posin We drinkin remmy bacardi let's pardy on the front My niggas was tellin me nah but I was like yes yall Forget that, an hour later heard a rvial kid call black From a passer by don caught my tick short Where my life passin by is the only flick showin And when the movies over I can see where the pearl gate is Blind folds and ropes help me dawg I didn't make it (Chorus) (Knightowl) We outlaw livin we got the bells of death ringin For all you mothafuckas bitches that be singin I got a pistol in my fist As I creep through fuckin smog You'll never be able to take me out I got my dawgs on the side of me They got my back And if you got a strap I suggest you fuckin use it Cause we ain't about to play no mothafucka game My bullets bring the pain then watch em fall like the rain If you ain't down with the cliq you'll never be victorious You'll be the next to wind up dead like Notorious Knightowl, Bokie Loc, and Noble got it planned out And if you have a doubt you'll be the next we taken out Watch your back before your mom starts to cry 6 feet deep when we creep when ever we ride Suicidal thoughts hit the back of my scalp You best not ever fuckin stare, I'll bring you knightmares (Chorus) (Laughing) I'm so fuckin sick Evil out the mothafuckin demon I got all you mothafuckas screamin Bunch of fuckin bitches Knightowl's ridin on this mothfuckin track With my boy Noble, Bokie Loc Up in this mothafucka So watch your back When we ride it's a homicide When we ride it's a mothafuckin homicide When we ride it's a homicide When we ride it's a mothafuckin homicide (Laughing)