Представляем точный текст композиции "I Wreck Shop" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Head . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «I Wreck Shop» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Head передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Head - "I Wreck Shop"
Lyrics to I Wreck Shop : (feat. Big Bee) [Hook x2] I wreck shop, but Im a nigga out the Ness Im real with mine, Ill put a hoe to the test Its Big Bee, and bitch Im not for play I make niggaz lay it down, when they get in my way [Big Bee] Step in execution style, murder I have no remorse, cause Im the hater hurter I dont play games, with you bitch ass niggaz Thats coming from the 300 pound, grave digger I got the big gun, thatll tear up the den Split your elbow, and crack your shin Its young Pap Daddy, with this mafia style If you catch the square nigga, Ill damage your smile Big B-double E, wreck shop Street sweep your whole block, and make twelve hearts stop With my automatic gat, that I use for combat Most valuable thug, just peep the street stats Im known to shoot shots, that infect the chest Put holes in your back, and make big mama stress Im hard on a nigga, that tries to cheat me Im a one man army, Im all I can be [Hook x2] [Big Bee] I feel a woof coming on, like Mafioso Im so fa sho, Ill tag your big toe And turn your body cold, with the blink of an eye Big Bee ready for war, so what you think of me now It get fatal when Im hated, by faggots in desquise Hard knocking and body rocking, so Im cocking my nine That release hot shots, that will shatter your spine Splatter your mind, I insist you drop that on a dime I cant stand bitch made niggaz, switch blade niggaz Im trigga happy, trying to be a rich made nigga I spray Ks, and Im out the Ness Call the coroner, and tell him to come mop up the mess Nigga who that man, who that talking down You gon feel the wrath, with seventeen rounds Im a heavyweight bitch, I go pound for pound And my feddy straight, I can go round for round [Hook x2] [Big Bee] Im bone hard out the South, and I cause trouble Im like a pit bull, that you have to muzzle Raise the white flag, and respect my name If you dont, you gon feel some third degree pain My hands hit hard, but my guns the best Cause when I whoop your ass hoe, you gon run for your tech And Ima lay your ass down, like a floor mat And make sho, that you hit the road Jack bitch I put hoes in check, when they knock my grind Fucked your gal down, cause you got out of line For showing me, all that disrespect Ima torment you, with reptiles and insects Playa hater fuck you, you can suck my dick And make a big nigga rich, you niggaz is cake mix And counterfeit, so please dont push me to the limit Ima keep this shit gangsta, till the finish bitch [Hook x4] [ I Wreck Shop Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Lil Head. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «I Wreck Shop» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «I Wreck Shop» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.