Представляем точный текст композиции "Devils & Gunsomke" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Brotha Lynch Hung & Sicx . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Devils & Gunsomke» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Brotha Lynch Hung & Sicx передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Brotha Lynch Hung & Sicx - "Devils & Gunsomke"
Lyrics to Devils & Gunsomke : [Talking] Yeah, straight from the muthafuckin duece Its the Brotha Lynch Hung once again, ya know what Im sayin And all I see is muthafuckin devils and gunsmoke, ya know But I aint gon trip, Im just gon kick some shit for yall muthafuckas So peep this out Niggas better always know For yall so-called devils and gunsmoke Walkin through the duece Ya got, better eat, no joke Livin life like a muthafuckin criminal Watchin my back from gettin jacked by the 5-0 One-time peepin a nigga out A couple a dank sacks in my Dickies Ol English in my mouth Ya know, and if it wasnt for my muthafuckin skin tone I wouldnt even trip, just strike my black ass home Even if I had a chrome I bust two caps and head home Hopin to hit fools right in the dome Cause all I see is devils and gunsmoke Pussy and hoes, and hella blood when my nine blows A young nigga on the rage, rampage Twenty-four years of age with a 40 and a 12-gauge And then a muthafucka change Baby killin ass nigga and aint a damn thang strange A muthafucka sold juice, bulletproof Known to eat a pussy and put a gun inside of it and shoot A nigga wit a mind so bad Close my eyes, and all I see is little bloody babies in a Glad bag Nigga, Manson aint shit I got niggas killin mamas and niggas on the devils dick But now it all adds up the this, locc Niggas hatin God and all I see is devils and gunsmoke [talking] Yeah, you know what my drunk ass father told me He said look little nigga, you have to run your own muthafuckin life And I was trippin, cause this muthafucka had a gun to my muthafuckin head It was about 12 o clock, somethin dont smell right Im in the hall in the middle of the night Somethin reekin like sweat, drippin off a burnt up pig Muthafuckas in the crib, crept through the hall like a thief Fiends a fiends, and cocaine smoke nigga no-name Folks run in the crib, you know the situations tore up My homies sellin dope to my folks but you know what I dont give a fuck no more cause Ima blow up Usin all the fury inside to make some more cuts Cause all I see is what' Black muthafuckas walkin round tryna found out whats what Smoke up, but all I see is threats Swear if I see anotha muthafucka I dont know In my crib, Ima shoot him in the neck Pimp respect for a muthafuckin vet Causin anotha nigga death Do a little time for a slut Shoot before I get shot, playin fools like a half deck Cause all I see is devils and gunsmoke I say that cause I dont wanna claim and end up like X-Raided You know I gotta eat if I eat ya, see if I see ya Shoot up, then Im on my way Cause my mama used to say, it aint a hoax Because niggas are hatin God and all I see is devils and gunsmok [ Devils & Gunsomke Lyrics ]
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