paroles de chanson Searchin fo a Lick - Ramirez

Creepin' on a come up with a 2-11 on my mind
Persuaded by the devil grippin' on my blade, passin' nine
Searching for a lick that I can hit with murder in my soul
Swangin' up in the corners in the '67 El Co
Blacked out, runnin' routes
Busta' what you talkin' 'bout?
Bodies in the bag, banging on a trunk, they scream and shout
You fuckin' with a killa'
The silver back gorilla
G9 is not a gang, bitch we the militia
Countin' on my skrilla
Shoot my cater pillar
Kill a motherfucker throw his body in the river
Runnin' through your fucking hood with ski-mask on my fucking face
We killin' every pussy motherfucker that be in my way
Roll me up another blunt
Now that sticky skunk
Get the shake junt
Slaughterin' a sucka' for some fucking fun
Got the gun
Leave a nigga stunned
Bitch I'm on the run
All you wanted I can promise
I can give you some