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nini x – straight regulatin’ shit كلمات اغاني

verse 1: nini x (bl__dy mary):

nini x is regulatin’ sh_t to the max
blow a hole in a mothaf_ckin’ blue_eyed devil’s back
yo’ f_ggot_ass soul will look good in the grave
type o’ tellin’ yo’ ass, now i used a slave
dangerous and my boys is in this b_tch
dangerous, compare to us, ain’t n0body regulatin’ sh_t

verse 2: lil’ leak:

now, mothaf_cka, yo, it’s on
drinkin’, henn’, tanqueray and eatin’ (?) too
drinkin’ like a mothaf_cka now i’m ’bout to tell you
a story about this fool named james
talkin’ sh_t behind my back, dude stoppin’ my game
people tell all the b_tches i was always broke
told the homies on the hood, i’m a punk and i was on
told that evеrybody knew that he was jealous of mе
and somethin’ new, everyday and it’s, drivin’ me crazy
the homies tell to me to like keep it cool
but when i see yo’ mama grave, you smokin’ gas like in high school
n_ggas got me scr_ppin’ at the park, g
a young n_gga talkin’ sh_t behind my back and it’s about me
i’m not the one to let that sh_t go by
i’m takin’ one to the mouth and now i bet him he won’t ever lie
and now i walk away, then i laugh
i’m regulatin’ mothaf_ckas by the sound of my gun blast
verse 3: big wy:

i’m dump around the hood, everybody best to have me
i’m cookin’ ’em and wackin’ ’em up, and slayin’ ’em like cavvy
i banged on wax, told you a soulja story
i’m on my third album, huh, give me what you got for me
khakis saggin’, 64 draggin’
blunt after blunt from the indo sack and
bring what you want, i’ll play your life like a toy
you thought you got away, naw, naw, you goin’ down, boy
come with that dope sh_t, tricks up for a hard d_ck
then call lil’ stretch, jumpin’ next in your bowels, b_tch

verse 4: awol:

they call me lucifer deuce, because i’m k!llin’ some sh_t
drop_top rosecrans, with a .30_06
so when you see the triple six and the rifle
you prayin’ like f_ck ’cause i’m the devil’s disciple
f_ck it, forgive me, don’t say it won’t happen again
god f_cked up, so now satan is locked in
i gives a fucc about being a role model
17 at the bottom of a 40 bottle
k!ll me once but i still come bacc again
reincarnation as a n_gga with a mac_10
what you missin’ is a life gettin’ took
’cause there’s too many n_ggas, tryna fit in the guinness book
i gaffle so many n_ggas and b_tches and triccs
so much sh_t that it just might not fit
now you know what a bg is down fo’
k!llin’ a b_tch, or checcin’ a tramp hoe
verse 5: oyg redrum 781:

i (?) mothaf_ckas like an alcoholic
r_e_d_r_u_m would be murder, anyway you wanna call it
i ain’t fallin’ for that okey_doke bullsh_t
i guarantee you’ll quick, give up the b and then i throw a full fit
n_gga, you better duck or you’ll get struck by the greatest k!lla
from manilla, standin’ in my black ben davis
f_ckin’ up a track like a rapist
make any n_ggas hate the style ’cause comin’ (?) ’cause i’m flowin’ with the, laters
b_r_e_a_k and you n_ggas off my pain, it’s possible
you know that i’m unstoppable
i’m battled, and logical
rockin’ microphones like that crack sh_t
you better get back, b_tch, before i start to bl__dy up your matches
along with my cl!ck with set trippers
filled with cop k!llas and i love puttin’ pressure on triggas
d_mn, here i am in the flesh givin’ flesh wounds
and i’mma meet yo’ ass in h_ll real soon

verse 6: quiet storm:

i’m that nice but naughty b_tch, regulatin’ all sh_t
jump up in my chest and you’ll get stuck, trick
n_ggas don’t know me and hoes don’t try me
i’m not the girl you take home to your mommy
and don’t violate ’cause you’ll create
open season for storm to regulate
watch yo’ punk_ass ’cause you might get stuck
the b_tch_ass n_gga that plays p_ssy gets f_cked
and don’t except me to feel sorry for your ass
’cause i’mma laugh when i blast…!
straight regulatin’
verse 7: shades:

shady stoppin’ out to back, b_tch, i’m on the attack
i’m comin’ for yo’ head, no need to watch your back
uh, get some o’ this, get some o’ this, huh!
better run and hide ’cause you’re next on my hit list
i’m massacrin’ mothaf_ckas with my mighty millimeter
oh, h_ll, must i, shout
crasher, crasher, don’t get hoe out
run, run, run, you dumb son of a b_tch!
i’m comin’ at cha, then i’m gonna blast ya
makin’ this, don’t try no fakin’, now i’m straight regulatin’

verse 8: lil’ stretch:

i was told by my g’s to live by the trigga
and be quick to get off and chin check a n_gga
and we flex back, with a slight attack
grab my mothaf_ckin’ 9, how they doin’ that
you ain’t aware that a young n_gga squeezed the trigga
then guess who, lil’ stretch is in your mothaf_ckin’ house, n_gga
’cause in the (?) i see the give or take
and let me explain somethin’, if you don’t give it to me, i’m takin’ it
’cause i’m rollin’ with a 9 ball
and if it’s for 21 shots, i’ll take care all o’ y’all
hit the dirt or be first to be in a he_rs_
now, now, mothaf_cka, i know it hurts
comin’ through the back, lettin’ bodies stack
choppin’ n_ggas like a mothaf_ckin’ lumberjack
leavin’ dead bodies, like jesse james
runnin’ wild like a runaway freight train
and it’s not ’cause i hate ya
it is ’cause y’all n_ggas all about this, paper
’cause if i ain’t got it, and i know you got it
guard your sh_t, ’cause i’m out to get it

- nini x

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