Представляем точный текст композиции "Blockstyle Murderah" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 11/5 . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Blockstyle Murderah» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 11/5 передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
11/5 - "Blockstyle Murderah"
Lyrics to Blockstyle Murderah : [Taydatay] Stack chips like Don Trump Comin wit the slump So original head bustas Makin moves from the junk Mashin niggas ['''] We stay loaded, fully loaded Let the game be noted We only comin wit the coldest, hold up In 99 we breakin em off wit major heat Sweepin the industry off they feet Hypnotize em wit the beats Its the most hated, Americas most blunted See niggas come from the bottom Then we turn around and run it Comfront it, we got cha Hollow points in the chamber Releasin the anger Fuckin around get caught up in the caper People stoppin my paper Aint no time for no games Im watchin niggas catch the vapors While Im doin my thang I hit the block and I swang Niggas and bitches they be jockin They wanna floss wit us Cuz they know we bout the lock and load We warmed up for the score Bout to hit em wit a little bit of hardcore [Chorus x2] Cuz in my lifetime Id a done gang of shit Invloved wit 211s, 187s for the chills Another blockstyle murderah Another blockstyle murderah We bout to have it bitch [Hennessy] And since I was a itty bitty niggy on the corner I was a performer Now my music gets women through California Love to get up on it We disinigrate all opponents And represent it, wit windows tinted Till you cant control it Its the O to the fuckin A-K D to the A-L-D Fuck what the haters say, we paper chase So you cant tell me a muthafuckin thang But the ['] We ['] too much blood gushers Cuz you aint the one that run the hood We ['] from the goods Like they say, "Talk is cheap" Oh yeah, they workin the tech So you get swepped up off your feet Now break up off of me, heard me In the game Im a fill the lane like Im James Worthy Hella slurvy Yes indeedy thats your boy That would keep the backpack And the clack-clack, you be destroyed You shouldnt have never got me pumped And now your soul is full of holes Theyve come to mop him up Cuz I was sloppy drunk And had to pop him up [Chorus x2] [Hennessy] Its just the flossamatic, caught the cabbage Nigga what, in the cuts, get no bumps Till my pockets got the mumps And when they jump We let them cats off Thatll take yo head off Wit no explination, no hesitation Nigga just smash on Before the chance was smooth And all the work, yo ass was through Hoppin fences, coherant distance while we passin through Im here to let you know boy We get to buckin When you fuckin wit them snow boys And makin more noise [Taydatay] You know Cuz we be flippin the script On top wit big faces Known in hella places Illutin all the drug cases Fuck the basics, we goin all out We got to show these muthafuckas what the Sco be about You got to follow your route, Follow your route, follow your route Cuz without the paper Niggas gon be assed out Im talkin word of mouth I said, "You in it for the whores" You know my Hunters point niggas be straight hard [Chorus x4] [ Blockstyle Murderah Lyrics ]
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