Текст пісні Word Around Town - Mo3

Word Around Town

What you want your story to sound like?\nBombaclaat, me a top shotta, me a rock ya boy\nFacts or fiction? (Bah)\nI’m Osama 3 Laden\nMe a gon' murder dem (MO3)\nMe swing the rifle around me back (Suckers)\nWord around town that somebody got found\nSlumped over in the car, body stretched out on the ground\nRan him down with a hundred rounds, we gon' gun you down\nIn that water, you gon' swim or drown or you gon' make it out\nOh, you better run\nOh, somebody gettin' slumped\nOoh, you better run\nOh, you in trouble now\nHeard these nigga runnin' 'round and they talkin' foul (Wow)\nPop up with them choppers out, what they talkin' 'bout? (Blaow)\nWe chop up they partner house, we won’t talk it out\nHomicide, it’s been a crime scene, they gon' chalk him out\nHundred round, they gon' take him out, don’t make a sound (Shh)\nHello, meet your maker now, we gon' chase 'em down (Ah)\nGun 'em, gun 'em, gun 'em, blocka-blaow, break 'em down\nHundred round, hundred round, hundred round, body up under my ankles now\nOoh, they got me heated\nRun up on this and your life, I’ma keep it, die for no reason\nJump in that water like I’m a marine, yeah, I’m Scuba Steve, yeah\nNigga, don’t play, got that Ruger on me, yeah, I’m finna get even\nMy guy got heat, now I gotta slide for this, I get it poppin', it’s murder\nMy young niggas flippin', go kill 'em on mafia shit\nI know you heard how we rockin'\nWe hit 'em, then go back and kill all the opposite, bitch\nFlip that lil' nigga like bitch, this a blizzard\nYou know when I up, you gon' drop, you lil' bitch (Yeah)\nWord around town that somebody got found\nSlumped over in the car, body stretched out on the ground\nRan him down with a hundred rounds, we gon' gun you down\nIn that water, you gon' swim or drown or you gon' make it out\nOh, you better run\nOh, somebody gettin' slumped\nOoh, you better run\nOh, you in trouble now\nThey just got the word to me, the opp in town\nHit the nigga car up, watch it spin around (Ah)\nHope he got a life jacket, he gon' swim or drown (Baow)\nIn the field like I’m Chris Brown, we gon' take him down\nTold my hitters keep it quiet, shh, they will not talk to nobody (Nobody)\nNo, I’m not payin' nobody (I'm sorry), I’ma do somethin' about it (Ah)\nSpin around, turn on they block with a chopper (Baow)\nThrowaway, we take the plates off the Honda (What?)\nPull up and we let the flame out the yoppa (Yah)\nWe take him under, he goin' under (Gang, gang)\nPull up and we let the flame out the Glocka\nOn my mama (Andalé)\nShoot down an opp with the name of a monster\nI’m Osama (Thank the Lord)\nWon’t see my face when I catch me a body\nHe’s a goner (Ah)\nNot playin' around, playin' around\nWord around town that somebody got found\nSlumped over in the car, body stretched out on the ground\nRan him down with a hundred rounds, we gon' gun you down\nIn that water, you gon' swim or drown or you gon' make it out\nOh, you better run\nOh, somebody gettin' slumped\nOoh, you better run\nOh, you in trouble now