Представляем точный текст композиции "Heat On My Side" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Boss Hogg Outlawz . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Heat On My Side» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Boss Hogg Outlawz передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Boss Hogg Outlawz - "Heat On My Side"
Lyrics to Heat On My Side : [Hook: x2] I keep a heater on my side, when I ride I aint finna be the victim, of a homicide Hatersll catch a nigga slipping, and get done So I never leave the house, without packing a gun [Kyleon:] Naw 9-1-1 is a joke, ask Flava Flav That aint save that nigga Dave, when he got his gator sprayed Killa keep hatorade, just in case a hater brave Cock the chrome put a tombstone, on a hater grave Stick in the clip and get to ripping, if you think Im tripping Let the banana peel on the K, if you think Im slipping Im pistol gripping, when Im tipping on them fo 4s Just in case a hater run up, to my low pros I got magnum in the Magnum, thats a semi not a hemi And bullets I got plenty, if you hollin bout kill me Turn you into Tiny Timmy, put you in the sleeper In a hospital bed, dead finna meet the reaper Pull out the F-N, and have a nigga brain buzzing And in your life at the light, like caine buzzing So when I drive, I keep a heater on my side Cause Ill be damned, if I be a victim of a homicide [Hook x2] [J-Dawg:] I lost my partna Gunny, in a gun fight So everytime I ride cuz, I think about that night How they took my homie, I aint have that pistol on me I aint have that pistol on me, damn I swear to God my nigga, Ima stay strapped until my demise Until you get to look me in my eyes, one more time That 45 on me, the K in the seat Go on play with a G, see how funny its gon be Ima heat your ass up, street sweep your ass up Shoulda learned your lesson, when that nigga beat your ass up I bet you Ima handle mine, behind tint Gripping pine hand on that nine, fuck with me Jaguar, you on the wrong track boy Ima hit your chest, and blow out your whole back boy You want stacks boy, you better get on your grind Ima shoot you if you fuck with mine, off top nigga [Hook x2] [PJ:] Bitch Im a G, its a must I stay packing Im strapped now, PJ aint just rapping This rap game dont mean shit to me, these niggaz fake Fuck with me bitch, they bringing out that yellow tape Im a grown man, so miss me with that kid shit These niggaz talk, but I know they never did shit Im getting money, and Im waiting on the jack boys So I can send they ass, straight to that graveyard I dont do a lot of talk mayn, talk is cheap You got a problem with the P, see me in the streets These niggaz pussies, they aint ready for the aftermath Im living by that gun, and dying in a blood bath Bought a chopper last night, with a scope on it And Im waiting to use it, on any hoe want it Bitch its death before dishonor, over here black That tough shit around here, gon get you killed black [Hook x2] [ Heat On My Side Lyrics ]
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