![kalimah.top](https://kalimah.top/extra/logo.png)
ice cube - two to the head lyrics
ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen
let’s get together and give a great big round of applause to
to a new group
ah, sh-t, scarface is on the mix
so, yo, suck a n-gg- d-ck
or make a n-gg- rich or somethin’, b-tch
see, i come from the place known as the south park zone
talkin’ sh-t, ain’t into clickin’ take your punk -ss home
’cause i’m the type of n-gg- that’ll chuck
hit you in the chest with a motherf-ckin’ tec and watch you jump
so die motherf-ckers, die motherf-ckers, die
look deep into the eyes of a killer smokin’, fry
one n-gg- you can’t f-ck wit
’cause i’m a born killer with the mind of a lunatic
so bring in body bags when i start bangin’
’cause i’m leavin’ motherf-ckers laid out with they brains hangin’
straight gettin’ down for mine
and i’ll f-ck up a b-tch ’cause i don’t mind dyin’
so feel me, drill me put a bullet in my head
but yo, you can’t kill me ’cause i’m already dead
scarface goin’ psycho, yeah
play p-ssy, get f-cked and take two to your head
i’m bushwick bill but call me chuckie
5th ward hard b-tch, play hero and buck me
’cause i’m known to pull your skull out
grip a motherf-cker by his neck and gouge his f-ckin’ eyes out
i’m insane by a long shot, hey
chuckwick bill a.k.a charles libre
a short n-gg- with some long nuts
drop you dead in your bed, now i’m ready for a long f-ck
necromance that -ss for a minute
and split that motherf-ckin’ clique when i’m finished
you punk b-tches be retreatin’
freddy and jason runnin’ home with their mouths bleedin’
so welcome to the slaughterhouse trance
5th ward texas chuckie’s concentration camp
you punk motherf-ckers fled
and those who didn’t make it got two to the f-ckin’ head
buck him down, buck him down, come again
two to the chin, ice cube’ll blast they -ss ’til the end
with my pistol, runnin’ from da lench mob
is how you survive in south central
kick the instrumental, run and get your bigger crew
’cause it’s judgment day and ice cube is termin-gg- 2
pow, pow, buck, buck, pow, buck
your name is stucky mack, now you realize that you’re f-cked
two to the brain, i leave a migraine
have you coolin’ like a vegetable but you’re not edible
it’s the incredible, buck your -ss from head to toe
audi 5000, don’t wait for the feds to show
’cause they’ll have me go up, up the river
where the white boys’ll try to make a n-gg-
walk, walk the plank, got the shank, hide the tape
around the handle, gotta let ’em know what i stand for
in the chow line, now is the time
see the trustee, walk up from behind
real quick, shank, shank, leave his -ss red
motherf-cker dead from two to the head
see where i come from the crime rate only rises
the murderers disguise in all ages shapes and sizes
b-tches picked up and d-cked up, n-gg-z they gettin’ stuck up
give up what you got or get your -ss shut the f-ck up
run ’em down and gun ’em down, yeah, that’s how we do it
n-gg-z get killed and then filled with embalmin’ fluid
step to the n-gg-z that i’m checkin’, pull out the tec
and i reckon you’ll get murdered in a second
bang with the nine, boom with the pow
motherf-ckers are fallin’ and crawlin’ on the ground
snitches get st-tches, b-tches that act snotty
inside the parties even the hotties get turned to bodies
now i heard, they got other places that’s similar
but i represent, new york, you f-ck around, i’m killin’ ya
a whole block of cops patrollin’ when i’m rollin’
and if my pockets are swollen, you know, somebody sick i’ve stolen
yeah, you n-gg-z get ripped when my clip goes in the
s m i t h w e double s o n or the reliable revolver
and like i said before, it’s the motherf-ckin’ problem solver
so bring it on n-gg-, get brave
it’s plenty motherf-ckers gettin’ sent to early graves
’cause when a n-gg- gets fed
then all you motherf-ckers get two to the f-ckin’ head
كلمات أغنية عشوائية
- addicted! (rus) - поколение (generation) lyrics
- pev - despedir (outro) lyrics
- tvneshi - before... lyrics
- nameless - am good lyrics
- alles.scheisze - radikale mitte lyrics
- första skottet - hoppas våran värsta tid är nu lyrics
- skinny (electronic) - could you trust in nothing lyrics
- lv naxi - première classe lyrics
- mouraine - big dawg lyrics
- luke morin - sex no protection lyrics