Представляем точный текст композиции "Artillery" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Twista . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Artillery» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Twista передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Twista - "Artillery"
Lyrics to Artillery : (feat. Todd Nitty) Restraint! Artilerry motherfucker, legit balling bitch but dont get it twisted Aint no hoes over here Yeah, we got guns nigga, aimed at all you hating bitches From K-Town to the Manor, Holy City to the Wild Hundreds The war is on, and all my killers is riding Todd Nitty, what you got for these hoes (click...clock...blast) [Todd Nitty] I got that 9 double M glock, with the infrared beam dot Aiming at your knot, making your heart stop Yelling out "Fuck Tha Po" who some call it 5-0 Better look out for when they pull that kick door Nothing but gangstas, thats all who I hang with Slanging them thangs with, came up in the game with The fucking hood rats, because them some broke hoes Me get a rich bitch and stick her for her dough The Manor in that K-Town, thats how we put it down Letting off fifty rounds, thats how our shit sound Artillery up the ass, scullies and ski masks 9s and bubble masks, gunning at your ass Motherfucking street thugs, legit ballers Money and the power, moving that flour Taking no shorts and taking no losses Hauling niggas asses off in coffins with that.. [hook] One, two, three, 45.s, Six, seven, eight, nine milli-meter Ten, eleven, twelve gauge pump nigga [4x] A nigga riding with stealers, hustlers, killers all my life Legit Ballers bitch, dont even try to fuck with us gangstas Because we some mobstas You come with that bullshit, then pussy Ill pop ya See its that nigga Todd Nitty, that be squeezing triggers like bitches titties Who is it, the most left on nigga, they crept on nigga, with that teflon nigga And it went BLOW! BLOW! body bag that bitch Sent his ass to the morgue with the rest of them snitches I heat em up like a motherfucking Newport Left his ass with more holes than a golf course What you thought boy, Im from that 9th Ward Where them stories are true about them Manor boys How we leaving em, bleedin and crawling on the ground Like hes a dead nigga now [hook] I got that love for my nigga Twist, for aid and assistance He told me holsters, caught him up in some bullshit Dont even trips though, Im heading in your route Soon as I roll up, we puttin they lights out Poppin a clip in, with one in the chamber [Twista] Finna ride on a stranger, put the hoes life in danger [Todd Nitty] Started letting off hollows, straight through they car door [Twista] Im a G from Chicago, pull the game weightless where I go [Todd Nitty] Bustin pistols with laser injects, putting holes in they Avarex [Twista] Going straight through your tailored vests, now its you or your neighbor next [Todd Nitty] Now we got your boy tied up, to the hideout we ride up [Twista] They gonna show us the stash-pot, with the little handles side up [Todd Nitty] Took the money and lello, and thats hwo the day goes [Twista] Get the bankroll, gotta gank hoes, and I got the 44. Time to leave finna go Hit em with that... [hook] [ Artillery Lyrics ]
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