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prodigy blacck - all i have to say كلمات الأغنية

“all i have to say..”

[intro: prodigy blacck]

..i aint gotta say much..
they just can’t stop…

[verse 1: prodigy blacck]

who the f-ck are you to say i was joking..
when i said i’d kill a cop, they thought i be smokin..
got ’em at point blank, he sweatin and chokin..
you hear five shots, now everything is broken..
i only had five bullet’s, and a 9 millimiter..
just got off of the pipe, and the twenty liter..
now you hear my minigun scramblin like a beater..
feel me? or do you just want me to die..
n-gg-s stickin biggie fo his paper, as i enzyme..
take a few pictures of his dead body, then -n-lyze..
five rounds in through his front and back..
death to the 5 0 all i gotta say, chokin on his words like his ball sack..
i don’t play games, when i say f-ck the police..
all of them trying to hang me on trees..
as if i was a illitarate n-gg-, lookin fo food while tied on a leesh..
it aint happenin, after you hear the sad story..
how i killed a cop, took his life, as if he werrent worthy..
you best watch what you say, or die in remenice..
becuase when i pull the trigger, death is permenent..
all i need to say is f-ck the cops, and say it once..
f-ck the cops twice, or is it in my n-gg-s who we trust..

[chorus x5]

all i gotta say is f-ck da police..

all i gotta say..
is f-ck the police, because they took my n-gg- jay..
i be on there nuts like osama with an ak..
shoot five rounds and demolish my target..
look at this cracka screamin, he look like he r-t-rded..
i don’t know what n-gg-s should do..
rob cracka -ss b-tches, and take they timberland boots..
and watch as i explode, shoot n-gg-s down, keep it lose..
you think that you had a few, now you think you hard..
don’t f-ck with me and sick, kause it’s y n r..
i don’t play around, like stupid little kids..
f-cking with me is like putting your life forself, let’s start the bid..
i’ll har-ss you with my lyrical content, thas all i gotta say..
because i kill for reason, and i don’t play..
i lived life as a mothaf-ckin hater..
no hands out, snap you up like a allegator..
i know that you don’t like my hardcore..
slam you f-ckas down on tha f-ckin floor..
now ya best watch out, before i escalde..
drop f-ggot’s like you like i do in the ice capade..
now watch as i put it to ya door..
like tupac and biggie, it’s all world war..
until one of us finally dies..
stop telling yourself sh-t, your life’s 20 percent lies..
because when i am done, no one will help..
i’ll beat you down, punchlines the the end of a belt…
now if you will excuse me, kause ya bout to loose ya vision..
twenty four shot’s into ya head, haha, i am just kiddin..
f-ck with me, f-ck with sunny side..
i aint dat n-gg-, who suck c-ck and ask fo d-ck rides..

[chorus x5]

all i gotta say is f-ck da police..

- prodigy blacck

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