paroles de chanson Sos (Smashed on Site) - Sherwood Marty

SOS
He smashed on sight
100 shots off the chopper, he gone die before the night
Once it's up, ain't no time for a fight
I'll let it bust nigga I'm tryna take a life
Yea yeah, yeah
Momma's cryin when we ridin',
A whole lotta niggas dying when we ride, yea yeah
Can't leave the house without that iron
A nigga tryin and it gonna be a homicide, yea
Mane, this nigga think he tuff alone'
Fuck you pocy, everybody gettin step on
Aimin' for domes ain't no need to have that vest on
Can't let it slide, Ian no nigga you can rep' on
Talk the walk light, and keep the iron tuck
Ain't no reason for a fight, so imma let that iron bust
All em' niggas who ain't like me, put them in a line up
I bet I'd walk down on all of em before my time up yea
What's the procedure when the gun in your mouth
If I can't find you thenyour momma gonna be dead on the couch
I'll kill your girl to send a message, bitch you better come out
Could drop that bag but sometimes you gotta show what you bout
SOS
He smashed on sight
100 shots off the chopper, he gone die before the night
Once it's up, ain't no time for a fight
I'll let it bust nigga I'm tryna take a life
Yea yeah, yeah
Momma's cryin when we ridin',
A whole lotta niggas dying when we ride, yea yeah
Can't leave the house without that iron
A nigga try and it gonna be a homicide, yea
When his slider rest in peace, puttin your face on the T
Ain't gonna be no survivors, send the corner to the scence
Everybody glock I done got it equipped with dics and a fiend
Golden state with them rougers, nothing but shooters on my team, look
I can't let no nigga steal me
I can't let a bitch set me up, so a nigga can come kill me
I bet I'll make ya people feel me
When it's beef, two twenty threes, introduce you to the real me
When it's up, then it's stuck there I'm send my team to flee the scene
You my hitter, unless it's personal you gotta die my me
I know the gang, but not a gang
I'm in your dreams while u dreamin'
You walk out I'm walking down, empty the clip and the I leave
SOS
He smashed on sight
100 shots off the chopper, he gone die before the night
Once it's up, ain't no time for a fight
I'll let it bust nigga I'm tryna take a life
Yea yeah, yeah
Momma's cryin when we ridin',
A whole lotta niggas dying when we ride, yea yeah
Can't leave the house without that iron
A nigga tryin and it gonna be a homicide, yea