Текст песни Machine Gun Etiquette - Vinnie Paz , Billy Danze

Yeah, Berkowicz (uh-huh, uh)
Yeah (let's go)
Pack Pistol Pazzy
Yo, Danze, they been telling us for 20 years to do this
Let me give you lil' niggas some game
Ya, mean? Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (ah, ah)
It's about that time now (ah, ah)
Firing squad! Yeah (ah, ah)

(Brownsville!) Unaminous
You wanna question who I am and what my status is?
At first glance, you'd think I'm drippy with the charm
I'm a street testimonial Wizard of Oz (oh), so fuck your red carpet
The hood pitch rounds for me, they hold me in high regards
And sweep the ground for me, I've got goons that'll make room in a town for me
Soon as I touch down, they'll move shit around for me (ha)

Bow for me and polish the crown
'Cause anybody sitting next to Duke can get an exit wound (boom)
For the homies that do it this way, I'm all in Brooklyn
You looking like how they love 'em in Pelican Bay (ah, look)
Maybe we should get this understood
I'm Billy Danze so wherever I am, I'm good
And, I hope I ain't misunderstood (get back)
Fuck opposition, my position is good, you get that?

Machinе gun lyrics
Ma-ma-machine gun, machine gun
Machinе gun lyrics
Machinе gun lyrics
So hopefully for you that animosity gets gone
Machine gun lyrics
Machine gun, gun-gun lyrics (firing squad)
So hopеfully for you that animosity gets gone

Look, I gotta hear the name Giuseppe (bang, bang)
Cashmere, purple label, shooters looking preppy
WAPs with a good head of hair like Uncle Jessie
100 round drum and the bullets look like a Pepsi (brr)
I'm a nice guy, why would anybody test me? (One contest)
With the whole block, now this motherfucker messy
R5 Remington'll crush 'em like a Nestle
Halal money, ocky got a crib in Sulawesi

The barrel on the Desert Eagle .45 lengthy
The art flow from me, Giovanni Piranesi
There's dope fiends, shootouts, Philly is mad drama (there's more fire)
Bad human beings is dealing with bad karma
Shopping sprees, open the boxes like Pandora
Prada slippers, new Franck Muller and plaid sneakers (stick to your guns)
These the things you see when you dead
This a splatter fest, homie, I'ma leave with his head, Vinnie!

Machinе gun lyrics
Ma-ma-machine gun, machine gun
Machinе gun lyrics
Machinе gun lyrics
So hopefully for you that animosity gets gone
Machine gun lyrics
Machine gun, gun-gun lyrics (firing squad)
So hopеfully for you that animosity gets gone