Представляем точный текст композиции "Gunz" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Snowgoons . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Gunz» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Snowgoons передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Snowgoons - "Gunz"
Lyrics to Gunz : (feat. Sean Price, Jus Allah & Doujah Raze) [Intro: Sean Price] Yeah...Peace to the god, Jus Allah Doujah Raze, what up' Snowgoons (Peace) Boot Camp...what up' German Lugers...aiyyo... [Verse 1: Sean Price] The god send you back to the Earth from which you came Backsmack Earth, wind, fire and rain Elemental, the god get busy to instrumentals Yeah you get busy, but thats all in your mental I sent you a note sayin, "Son, dont rhyme" You aint listen, in turn he got burnt with the nine Heres a gun, theres a gun, just...everywheres a gun I guess everybody pussy, scared to shoot a fair one I will Larry Holmes your dome, Shane Mosley your homey Felix Trinidad your dad, duke you dont know me Riddick Bowe my ho, punch the bitch in the face Run up on her like anime, eat this cake Eat this eight, slugs inside of your mug Got the Eagle from Balegal plus Im puffin on drugs Ill wrap your dome, no dough, no rap Freebies get VD, yo ass get "clap," P! [Chorus: x2] [M.O.P.:] "We got guns!" [Tony Yayo:] "Got them German Lugers, with them hollow tips" [M.O.P.:] "Guns!" [Jus Allah:] "Put a fuckin bullet in your lips, swallow this!" [Verse 2: Jus Allah] Are your parents home' Youre not old enough to be left alone May I come in' I have to use the telephone So, whats to do round here for fun' I know, show me where dad keeps the guns Look inside the barrel, I think its not loaded Pull the trigger back, here, hold it Oops, my bad, youre fuckin dead now, look what you did A little soul, arose up out the little kid Are you a bad ghost or a good ghost' Man Im bored, I gotta go now, thanks, youve been a good host Now time to light the good smoke Aww shit, I left the bag of trees in my other cloak Im tryin to get blazed, what the fucks on' P and Doujah Raze Each second Im sober is like days I need the bright green haze inside my head So I can laugh about your silly little child thats dead [Chorus] [Verse 3: Doujah Raze] Take a toke, this perfect When I fill my lungs with the smoke and start workin Leave the mic hurtin, murkin on you mercenaries You aint got no rhymes duke, searchin through the dictionary, keep my diction scary Peep the visionary as I creep precision carry through the deep I throw shade on your sleep, yeah Come one, come all, its the bumrush You can find your face on the floor with your lung dust The fuck' These mic skills are no frills And I dont need the hype of the blow and no pills And I can take a flight cross the ocean, no bills And I can keep my height through the low with no ills And I can build overseas with the boom Sean P., Doujah Raze, Jus Allah in the room, yeah Smokin boom, gettin regular Tryin to get some food for the show, madness, et cetera, yeah [Outro: Doujah Raze] Snowgoons...DJ Illegal Dat...We up in Germany Deutschland, muthafuckas [M.O.P.:] "We got guns!" [ Gunz Lyrics ]
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