paroles de chanson BLACKOUT - 6a6ayaga , Seira666

Hollow tips gonna make
Your posse fucking blackout
When I'm coming with the Glock
Y'all better get down
Hungry motherfuckers
Thinkin I'm their cash cow
Now I got the strap
And I'm running through your town
Hollow tips gonna make
Your posse fucking blackout
When I'm coming with the Glock
Y'all better get down
Hungry motherfuckers
Thinkin I'm their cash cow
Now I got the strap
And I'm running through your town

Running up
With the fuckin Soulthrash Legion
We don't fuck around
You're gonna be bleeding
Slit your throat
And cease your breathing
It doesn't fucking matter
When your soul I'm seizing
Demons from hell
Eating at your flesh
What you gonna do
When there's nothing left
Evil fucking voodoo
Your soul I mesh
Enter the crime scene
The blood is fresh

Run up on the block
Jason mask and a chainsaw
Hoodie on, mask up
Got to cover my claws
Heard she a masochist
Gonna fuckin hit it raw
Leave you scarred
From the shit you saw
Turn to a pussy
When you see I got the mace
You know I don't give a fuck
If I fucking catch a case
When I fucking see you
I'm gonna stab you in the face
Gonna fuckin laugh
When your body can't be traced

Hollow tips gonna make
Your posse fucking blackout
When I'm coming with the Glock
Y'all better get down
Hungry motherfuckers
Thinkin I'm their cash cow
Now I got the strap
And I'm running through your town
Hollow tips gonna make
Your posse fucking blackout
When I'm coming with the Glock
Y'all better get down
Hungry motherfuckers
Thinkin I'm their cash cow
Now I got the strap
And I'm running through your town

He send me an open
I send him an invoice
You say you gone pull up
Your gang shooting Nerf toys
I order to shawty
I speak in a firm voice
Then pop off your top
And the bitch gonna rejoice
My crew is ready to die
Dropped twelve you drop six
Still you say it a tie
Riding round town
Keep a scope on my eye
ACOG no red dot
I will not shoot blind
Black out
Shoot your fucking brains out
Lock down
When we running
Know we keep them thangs out
Drain out
Talent boy you dick ride for attention
Get the fuck up out my mentions
Fore I cock dat Smith and Wesson
You a lame ass
Punk ass
Biting motherfucker
Imma break backs
Slays rats
Leave them in the gutter
Another motherfucker
Speaking on my name
I shoot you and your brother
Take it as a warning shot
Before I pop a fucking another