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lirik lagu z – threat – jay

yo once a pimp gets threats
that’s right, that’s the – the that’s, that’s threats them
and i’m serious about mine, i’m so sin-surr
and i, n-gg- i’ll kill ya, i’ll chop ya up
put ya inside the mattress like drug money n-gg-

yeah, i done told you n-gg-z
9 or 10 times stop f-ckin with me
i done told you n-gg-z
9 alb-ms, stop f-ckin with me
i done told you n-gg-z
the 9 on me, stop f-ckin with me
you n-gg-z must got 9 lives
9th wonder

[verse one]
put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
am i frightenin ya? shall i continue?
i put the gun to ya, i let it sing you a song
i let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
now it’s a duet, and you wet, when you check out
the technique from the 2 tecs and i don’t need two lips
to blow this like a trumpet you dumb sh-t
this is a un-usual musical i conductin
you lookin at the black warren buffett so all critics can duck sic
i don’t care if you c. delores tuck-it
or you bill o’reilly, you only rylin me up
for three years, they had me peein out of a cup
now they bout to free me up, whatchu think i’m gon’ be, what?
rehabilitated, man i still feel hatred
i’m young black and rich so they wanna strip me naked, but
you never had me like christina aguiler-y
but catch me down the westside, drivin like halle berry
or the fdr, in the seat of my car
screamin out the sunroof death to y’all
you can’t kill me, i live forever through these bars
i put the wolves on ya, i put a price on your head
the whole hood’ll want ya, you startin to look like bread
i send them boys at ya, i ain’t talkin bout feds
n-gg- them body-sn-tchers, n-gg- you heard what i said

i make ’em wait for you ’til five in the mornin
put your smarts on the side of your garment
n-gg- stop f-ckin with me
r. — i. — p.

that’s right there n-gg-, n-gg- i’m wild
n-gg- i keep trash bags with me
never know when you gotta dump a n-gg- out
this sin-surr, this some sin-surr sh-t right hurr!

[verse two]
grown man i put hands on you
i dig a hole in the desert, they build the sands on you
lay out blueprint plans on you
we rat pack n-gg-z, let sam tap dance on you
then, i sinatra shot ya god d-mn you
… i put the boy in the box like david blaine
let the audience watch, it ain’t a thang
y’all wish i was frontin, i george bush the b-tton
front of all you in your car lift up your hood n-gg- run it
then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
your boy got the goods y’all don’t want nuttin of it
like, castor oil, i castor troy you
change your face or the bullets change all that for you
… y’all n-gg-z is targets
y’all garages for bullets, please don’t make me park it
in your upper level, valet a couple strays
from the 38 special, n-gg-, god bless you


yeah i’m threatening ya, yeah i’m threatening ya!
who you thank you dealin with?
they call me threats, n-gg- i been makin threats
since i been in kindergarten n-gg-!
huh, ask about me, see if you ain’t heard

[verse three]
when the gun is tucked, untucked, n-gg- you dies
like numchuks held by the jet li
i’m the one, thus meanin no one must try
no two, no three, no four, know why?
because one’s four-five might blow yo’ high
you ain’t gotta go to church to get to know yo’ god
it’s a match made in heaven when i [blaow] ‘splay the 7
put you on the n-gg- news, upn at 11
where you been, you ain’t heard, got the word that i’m
[blaow blaow] that i’m so sin-surr?
i’m especially joe pesci with a grin
i will kill you, commit suicide, and kill you again
that’s right


whattup? motherf-cker i keep three motherf-ckers what?
n-gg- i’ll throw a molotov c-cktail through your momma’s momma’s house
n-gg- what the – where everybody live!
undercover n-gg- take your teeth out your mouth n-gg-
chew your food up and put the sh-t back in your mouth n-gg-
and help you swallow
n-gg- i take a mop handle off n-gg-
and sweep n-gg- – hold on, i’ll be – n-gg- what?

- kumpulan lirik lagu jay