โหลดเพลง mp3 2 Glocks (U-Neek's Remix) - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

2 Glocks (Djuneek Remix) - Bone Thugs N Harmony (骨头恶棍与和声合唱团)
Get'cha gun get'cha gun
Did ya kill em off off f**k with the niggas with the
Guns and ya might get shot get shot
Get'cha gun get'cha gun
Did ya kill em off off you could be the first to feel
The heat to see how much we got we got we got
Get'cha gun get'cha gun
Did ya kill em off off f**k with the niggas with the
Guns and ya might get shot get shot
Get'cha gun get'cha gun
Did ya kill em off off you could be the first to feel
The heat to see how much we got we got we got
I still be a thuggish ruggish ni**a
Dressed in all black khakis fatigues and
Boots still don't give a f**k about the
Law still roll with the pump in my car
And f**k who you are you f**kin
With a couple of niggas that's really insane
I'm talkin loco krayzie as hell it ain't
Just a name it's the game we done
Loosened up a couple strings and
Shook a couple of screws loose in my brain
Besides that man ain't nothin changed
Look at me ni**a i'm still a thug ni**a i
Still smoke bud you know i still represent st
Clair wig split sh*t ni**a what
This them bone thug niggas thinkin
I told ya but we put it down like that
Whoever we got to f**k up to prove
It we do it and keep on movin guess who's
Back up in the house original cleveland
Criminals ni**a just send em subliminal
Messages like murda mo murda murda
Never forgot where we come from watch how
You move your tongue cause i got niggas
That's ready to jump off in your a**
And smash it protect my niggas for combat
Leatherface at you and on your a**
Like i was a heat seaker creepin the reeper
Quickly sweep you off your feet in
Cleveland
I be the coolest little ni**a you can meet
Meet meet but ni**a you f**k with me
Then i'm a f**k with you introduce you to
This heat i sweep the streets when i
Draw down let me hear you say f**k the
Law now rawest niggas in the town ready
Thug and go down go pound for pound
Ni**a that's the motto let me see you throw
Them thangs and if it's real ni**a keep it
Real show me your game i'm sure gon
Claim what the f**k is mine my ni**a i'll
Take it grab a playa hater by the
Neck choke him out and try to break it
Gimme your money drop them keys it's a
Jack move b**ch and since you haters ain't
Got no business that's how we attack
Your sh*t ni**a we'll smack your b**ch in
The middle of the grammy and the
Media might ban me ni**a
This mo thug family is for real
Get'cha gun get'cha gun did ya kill em
Off off f**k with the niggas with the
Guns and ya might get shot get shot
Get'cha gun get'cha gun did ya kill em
Off off you could be the first to feel
The heat to see how much we got we got we got
Get'cha gun get'cha gun
Did ya kill em off off f**k with the niggas with the
Guns and ya might get shot get shot

Get'cha gun get'cha gun
Did ya kill em off off you could be the first to feel
The heat to see how much we got we got we got

Lit up sit up get up and count your money
'Fore it all get spent up and you
Wanna get rid of a good b**ch good game
And every b**ch said i'm a good b**ch
F**kin with my wood grain everybody's still
Playin that hood game quiet
Especially when it's haunted my environment
Ain't nothin niggas dyin' in the
Chemical fed injections in jasper texas split
Up these niggas off in different

Sections don't hate my message destiny led
To mimic chastity for my daughter
Water for niggas yearnin come listen to the

Sermon swervin in my suburban lick
It up with the bottle but everybody know
I got some problems had dreams of the
Apollo the fiends had faith in me suckas
Would keep runnin' givin' up the same
Niggas still with me bone sometimes it's
Gun up run up and get your kind run
Blindly elevate through time nowhere to hide
Our dogs fin to haul off lead sawed off
Head ni**a you drippin soakin red
Bloody body be beggin me know what
Should've cocked like 2pac with a glock
We're deadly better not upset my thug
Mentality sucker you know you done f**ked
Up don't you niggas runnin up blastin
Big a** triggers what the f**k you
Thought you saw with your head in the
Sky could it be a bird or maybe it's even
A plane but an untame insane human
Only the fifth dawg f**k you thought
Muthaf**k fame but the fact this sh*t is
The fact game gon' remain number one
In the land flesh crept and he came
Brang bang bang i drops my doggs in the
Name of the lord now say how many times
Will i have to slay today when i raise
My gauge oh god how i'm gonna teach ya
But it's these tactics that he daily
Practice you wanna test you don't
Have it have it runnin up you sons of
Bastards blast it we sons of assasin
Mashin' collectin more cash that's true
And i'm gunnin the niggas said all my
Babies get a million strikin' with a
Wicked hit em with a venomous blow
I call all my mighty y'all can joke gonna
Surround my soul but go with the calico
Yo we the tightest you know mo the
Mighty yeah trues humbly united my
Family never divided desperado thugline mo
Thug millenium seventh signs for the
F b i you wanna come test my enterprise
B**ch you better go think twice and
Open up your muthaf**kin eyes these niggas

Can't f**k with the fifth dawg when
I parlay everyday stormin your way you
Better lay low so you might just duck
When i bust this gauge you see my niggas
Havin a ball all day since we havin a
Ball all day muthaf**kas playa hate

Get'cha gun get'cha gun did ya kill em
Off off f**k with the niggas with the
Guns and ya might get shot get shot
Get'cha gun get'cha gun did ya kill em
Off off you could be the first to feel
The heat to see how much we got we got we got
Get'cha gun get'cha gun
Did ya kill em off off f**k with the niggas with the
Guns and ya might get shot get shot
Get'cha gun get'cha gun
Did ya kill em off off you could be the first to feel
The heat to see how much we got we got we got