Natascha Popow

歌詞

Pop Pop piggity pop pop pop pop Can you hear my battle cry can you look me in the eye Did you feel the heat when I let these caps,crackel in the sky Dont get caught in the blood shower dont die as no coward The night is mine cause I was born in the midnight hour Never shoulda let my hate for this world develop see Now I gives less than a fuck its time to raise the hell of guns Blast piggity POP POP POP crash the day Its the season of the head hunter chop chop head check Hypocondriac insomniac im reachin in my nutsack Nigga fuck that bust at me I bust back Once I get out this coma come up out this meditation Ima start chasin niggas down with retaliation N to tha a-t-a-s back up in this bitch hell yes What you hearin ain't no fuckin test,so say farewell to the best Body count im down since d-a 1 cause murders fun My shot gun said freeze em till theys numb Pop pop,piggity pop pop I dont give a fuck if yous a motha fuckin cop Whats up now nigga finger on the trigger Boom boom grave digger body bag zipper You ain't shit bitch you gonna die Made my mama cry you murdered my brother why? Seens ya in the squad car pop that bitch up Bullets went through ya head now doctors can't stitch you up Im comin to the hospital critical condition I know you on life support so now im on a mission Grab the ski mask and the foe foe mag Nigga I won't rest until you pissin in a bag You kiolled my brotha and now im gonna kill you He won't rest in peace until these slugs fill you Room 212 im sendin yo ass to hell Pop demons in head and watch his body turn pale Pop the pill cock the steel I got the skill to kill im from detroit like grant hill You all alone nigga tonight its on nigga I got the chrome and im bustin to your dome nigga Pop pop,pop nigga pop so you Drop drop,drop nigga drop got that Blood clot hole in your head chatty Ass nigga ill be glad when you dead once I Get to squeezin and my resons a revolver My problem solver so tell your mama saiyonara Wada, da dang, wad da da da dang HEY Listen to my Glock go pop pop,and I like that The way your blood be spillin up dishin up on the concrete so fast Never let me see you trippin cause im down to blast in your ass And I got that Glock cocked with my finger on the trigga right now And I know my homie woulda done the same for me so now I must pow!