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Текст песни «Serial Killa» от Snoop Dogg

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Snoop Dogg - "Serial Killa"

Lyrics to Serial Killa : Six million ways to die, choose one {Verse One: Kurupt, Daz} Its time to escape, but I dont know where the fuck im headed Up or down, right or left, life or death I see myself in a mist of smoke Death becomes any nigga that takes me for a joke We hit a five dollar stick, now we puttin in work Unaccountable amounts of dirt, death becomes all niggaz anybody killa, you know what the deal is Nigga, you know what the real is I see some mark brand niggaz on the corner flaggin me down Sayin, "Yo Daz, whats up with the Pound' Is that nigga snoop alright' Aiyyo whats up with the crew' Is them niggaz in jail, or are them niggaz through'" i said, if you aint up on thangs Snoop Dogg is the name, Dogg Pounds the game Its like this they dont understand Its an everyday thang, to gangbang Make that twist, dont be a bitch, let these niggaz know Whats up with you I represent the Pound and Death Row And cant no other motherfucker in L.A. or Long Beach and Compton, and Watts, see D-O-Gs Now, you cant come and you cant run, and you cant see long to the G of the gang One gun is all that we need, to put you to rest Pump pump, put 2 slugs dead in your chest Now you dead then a motherfucker, creepin and sleepin 6 feet deep in, fuckin with the Pound is {RBX} Suicide, its a suicide {4X} {Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg} The cloud becomes black, and the sky becomes blue Now you in the midst of the Dogg Pound crew Aint no clue, on why the fuck we do what we do Leave you in a state of paranoia, oooh Dont make a move for your gat so soon cuz I drops bombs like Platoon (ay nigga) Walk with me, hold my hand and let me lead you Ill take you on a journey, and I promise I wont leave you (I wont leave you) until you get the full comprehension And when you do, thats when the mission or survival, becomes your every thought Keep your eyes open, cuz you dont wanna be caught Half steppin with your weapon on safety Now break yourself motherfucker fore you make me take this 211 to another level I come up with your ends, you go down with the devil Now roam through the depths of hell Where the rest your buster ass homeboys dwell Well... {RBX} Suicide, its a suicide {4X} Now tell me, whats my motherfuckin name Serial killa, serial killa, serial killa (Wake up in the morning, to Lucky Charms cereal) {Verse Three: RBX} Deep, deep like the mind of Minolta, now picture this! Lets picnic inside a morgue Not pic-a-nic baskets, pic-a-nic caskets And I got the machine, that cracks your fuckin chest plates open and release them guts Then I release def cuts Brutal, jagged edged, totally ruffneck Now everybody scream nuff respect to the X Nuff respect given Disrespect and you will not be livin Word to momma, Emma, drama, dilemma {RBX} Suicide, its a suicide {4X} Now tell me, whats my motherfuckin name Serial killa, serial killa, serial killa (Wake up in the morning, to Lucky Charms cereal) [ Serial Killa Lyrics ]

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