paroles de chanson All Out - Big Noyd feat. Phil The Agony & Krondon

"Quit talking, it's over"
"Rapid Noid, we about to destroy"
"I draw first blood, be the first to set it off"
"I'm going all out, you know, moves I never fake"

You can bring your whole army, nigga, in they war suits
They be left dead, laying there in they war boots
If you want it you can get it, it's nothing to see you with it
So don't front on me or play me too close, fam (don't want it, man)
'Cause I'm kicking in doors, ain't knocking no more
I done walked my dog, crawled in my Timberlands
Look, I want them dollars, man, let me holla at your fam
Please don't reach, let me see them fucking hands
Tell you who the fuck I am, stay in street attire
Them diamonds guns, but never no wire
Man, I'm spitting that fire, man
Hotter than frying pans, hope you fucking
Suckers get the pictures like diagrams
Nigga, check the technique, the way I make them Glocks speak
BONG BONG BONG, three shots and you dead meat
'Cause, C.G., this what I'm about, man, run up in your house
Put the gat to your spouse, ask you where the safe is
That minute you stutter, word to the mother
I'ma turn the shit on ya, then give you the biz
'Cause it is what it is, man, I'll body something quick
Throw it in the ditch, nigga, you don't want it with me, kid

"I'm going all out"
"No doubt, Rapid Noid"
"Let 'em know how real this is"
"Going all out"
"What goes up must come down"
"So duck when you hear that sound"
"Or get swallowed by the hollow"
"It's been a week and he ain't been found"
"What goes up must come down"

Brand new with it, we get it before you get it
And he hit it before you hit it, nigga, what the fuck they thought?
I got caught with the 'dro, threw it out before the judge in the court
Caught wind of it, niggas get budgets, my pen does it
And my niggas in the pen love it
Nigga, we been having 'em buzzing
I got niggas that don't even know me like, "That's my blood cousin"
Call him up, all you other niggas follow us
Flow like that Dom Perignon shit, bottled up
Bars up, breaking the bank, blue Yank' hat
Dodger hat, providing the suit, niggas follow that
Matter fact, niggas call that CLACK CLACK CLACK
Lay him flat on his back, yeah, that
Word to my nigga Mitch, slick, critical thinking is quick
Mixed with the beats and the flow sick
Pick of the litter, don't be bitter when we come through
We supposed to test and roast you
Flow like who? Nobody
So somebody better have all our money 'fore we crash the party

"I'm going all out"
"To the death"
"Feel the agony"
"Let 'em know how real this is"
"Going all out"
"What goes up must come down"
"So duck when you hear that sound"
"Or get swallowed by the hollow"
"It's been a week and he ain't been found"
"What goes up must come down"

"I'm going all out"
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"All out"
"Going all out"
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"All out"