收聽Woodie的Dirty Deeds (Feat. Shadow & Lil Los)歌詞歌曲

Dirty Deeds (Feat. Shadow & Lil Los)

Woodie, Shadow, Lil Los1999年1月1日

Dirty Deeds (Feat. Shadow & Lil Los) 歌詞

 

This pressure's got me stressing never confessin' my crimes

These secret dirty deedz feed these questions in my mind

In time will I feel the repercussions of my guilty sins

Does the bible speak the truth now that my punishment begins

Yoc what your glock what yeah you better take a shot punk

Cause ain't no turning back when you flaunt your strap

Leave your cap peeled when I dump chump

When the funk jumps gotta be on my toes

Ammunition dishing out in rows

Keep foes in check with effect when I rip their neck

When I let loose h*e

Deuce 0 block props got cops on our jocks

But popping shots will not stop

Slap a scrap off the map when I tap his back when I blast a black chop

Aftershock liquefies my brain and mary jane invades my veins

To maintain and hang when I gang bang

Inflict pain when I sprinkle grains cane drain

Coats my throat when I off choke smoke

Approach the roach 'til it's all she wrote

Smoke d**e and rap twist caps and try to cope with rats backstabbing folks

That's why I stay high off dosher remain a yoc town soldier

Exposure to shady times gots my mind anti sober

Gotta stay blazed in theses crazed days

Hazed by norte ways it's not a phase

Steady amazed on how things changed rearranged but it ain't no thang

Still hang and claim with my real folks

It's *****ed up cause I gotta kill folks

Hit your block with a chop and peel throats

Blast with a mask and let these skills show

Let me fell your repents when I let thirty do you dirty

Folks wanna battle us gotta handle this it's scandalous for shirley

That girly got me numb for 781 redrum

Ain't no fun trying to shun my gun when the sights tight up on your lungs

Pump your chest with an sks and bless your dome with a tre eight chrome

Murder zone created stated when the funk is on

This pressure's got me stressing never confessin' my crimes

These secret dirty deedz feed these questions in my mind

In time will I feel the repercussions of my guilty sins

Does the bible speak the truth now that my punishment begins

I'm strapped with a black snub tre eight

Packed with a hundred and twenty five plus grains

That extra load with a hollow

Swallow your last breath when it touch brains

These bloodstains of enemies are the sins of me livin' that yoc life

But until I die it's a lie

That's why fifty got my gang in the spotlight

Breakin' 'em off in different fashions

Maybe I'll shank 'em maybe I'll blast 'em

The punk a*s five o rats and rivals

Kindle my homicidal passion I'm mashin'

For that everlastin' twentieth street I'm ridin'

Confidin' in myself lil' bird and l's

Everybody else testifyin' soon dyin'

Tryin' to keep my freedom

If I don't beat the pigs

I'll live in a cell no bail doin' 25 with an l

I'd rather get murdered and go to hell

I bail thru the cuts of the yoc in a lark on rally's

Backstreet alleys allow me to shake the spot

And pursue my plots of gangbangin' in northern cali

Co

Co

County's hella shady

Somebody's catchin' 3 strikes daily

I gotta maintain let my nuts hang

Use my brain and make this lifestyle pay me

Fade me I don't think so

Wipe your memory with a single

Shot from a tre five sev

Vibration make my fingers tingle I speak

That yoc town lingo and mingle with northerners

Who've blown up the spot got the yoc hot

Kickin' up enormous dust

Discuss nothin' straight bustin' upon your click thought I wasn't

As pistol chambers rearranges guts this s**t gets disgustin'

With all these homiez switchin' up I'm not quite sure who to trust

So I just follow my gut and let it be known

For the norte side I bust

This pressure's got me stressing never confessin' my crimes

These secret dirty deedz feed these questions in my mind

In time will I feel the repercussions of my guilty sins

 

Does the bible speak the truth now that my punishment begins