Black Smith N Wessun lyrics

Black Smith N Wessun lyrics

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Black Smith N Wessun lyrics

Send "Black Smith N Wessun" Ringtone to your Cell Featuring Smif-N-Wessun] Verse One: Steele Here we go, break of day, with a mad live session Down in Bucktown it`s Black Moon, and Smif-N-Wessun Pick up the pace cuz we`re right behind ya black The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back BOO-YAA-KAA!!! Mr. Ripper did the shooting Cops heard the shots, shit`s hot cuz they`re pursuing But it`s my stomping groung where herds get blown down Think I`m gettin caught by beasts youse a damn clown Check the drums of death as I break what`s left of your face, cuz you`re sellin out the rap race Your family cried as your body lies in it`s casket I keep a black Smith-and-Wessun in my polo jacket Sixteen shots, for all you hardrocks And if your bitch is a dime she can get the cock Straight up and down, we two terrible toughies The Vickster hit your pockets then I made your eyes puffy What pussy? Better drop your mic and get to steppin Before you`re face to face with a black Smith-and-Wessun Chorus: repeat 4X Load the clip, bust lead to the head The nappy head dread, Buckshot and Baldhead Verse Two: Buckshot Real niggaz represent and don`t die Never dead like I said all we fuckin do is multiply I puff a mad bag of buddha Niggaz be like `Yo who the shorty?` I`m bustin niggaz with my six-shooter I get so much pussy my dick be in stitches Red-boned or even fucked-up black Zulu bitches What? This lil nigga is a mad stalker Brooklyn, New York will grab the leash around your neck and then I walk ya If youse a bigger nigga bigger niggaz get bucked Cuz I`m the Buck and I don`t give a fuck my dick you can suck Buck is a killer, thrill a nigga like Manilla I`m small but strong like that fucking gorilla A crazy-ass nigga puttin Brooklyn on the map I never gave a fuck, I never give a fuck, cuz I`m all that I take no shit see, givin the Buck fifty I even blew your bitch cuz your man tried to stick me Chorus Verse Three: Tek Ahh shit, a personality split And I`m bout to flip with my nigga pull the trigger let the Glock spit A little bad-ass shorty with no remorse I kill forties and quarts remains on stage so who the boss? Another boom blew up the scene throughout the planet, get green, now I got sticky mean with my tag team G want a clip thinkin I`m takin this the underground moves There ain`t no more fakin if you`re fakin I`m bakin it Straight up and down, nuff respect to Bucktown Home of the chrome, where I roam, not givin a FUCK now Damn, just when you thought it was safe to come out, with a rhyme, I got the nine to your face Boom, hooked up with Black Moon, now it`s on for real so I pack more steel lookin for the kill Hope you`re not the picture on my scope, cuz the dread`ll pump lead, from the black Smith-and-Wessun, nuff said Chorus Send " Black Smith N Wessun" Ringtone to your Cell Black Smith N Wessun lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Black Smith N Wessun lyrics @ ELyrics | Black Smith N Wessun lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Black Smith N Wessun lyrics @ Songlyrics | Black Smith N Wessun lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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