Текст песни Gas Chamber - C-Bo
(Verse1)
It's
time
to
drop
the
gas
from
the
chamber
Niggas
on
awol
rearrange
your
Face
with
the
quickness
And
it's
the
garden
block
sickness
that
got
a
nigga
in
this
shit
So
you
better
watch
your
back
'Cause
c
bo
got
the
strap
Pulling
the
ski
mask
down
About
to
jack
'Cause
marks
come
up
short
You
better
back
back
like
an
eight
legged
crawdad
from
the
44
Your'e
scared
to
walk
your
alleys
now
'Cause
now
days
niggas
from
my
hood
Will
snatch
your
ass
out
the
fucking
crowd
And
beat
you
down
to
the
concrete
And
then
i
piss
on
your
ass
with
some
of
that
crazy
Horse,
of
course
Niggas
die
Meet
my
44
Then
it's
over
'cause
your'e
hit
by
the
hardcore
We
can't
be
in
the
same
gang
'Cause
the
gang
i'm
in,
ain't
down
with
that
ying-yang
So
raise
up
off
the
block
'Cause
you
get
no
props,
nigga,
against
32
shots
Come
to
my
set,
get
chin
checked
Mark,
by
an
original
gangster
vet
And
then
i
put
the
niggity
nuts
in
your
mouth
Your
ass
was
in,
but
now
your
ass
is
out
Quick,
hurry,
in
a
dash
Get
ready
to
feel
the
blast
from
the
chamber
punk
Come
take
a
whiff
of
the
gas
(Verse2)
Check,
ace,
deuce,
tre
So
now
it's
on
Release
slugs
from
my
strap,
until
they
gone
And
talking
shit
won't
last
Get
your
ass
blast
As
i
let
the
mac-10
tap
that
ass
Bo-loc
is
what
they
call
me
For
the
reason
I
stay
strapped
and
smoke
ducks
all
through
the
season
1 Gas Chamber
2 Bald Head Nut
3 Danked Out
4 Marked For Death
5 Liquor Sto
6 Play 4G
7 Survival In the Garden
8 Chronic Conference
9 4-Deep
10 Shots Out
11 Blacc 64
12 Scratch From
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