Heavy Artillery - The Game/Beanie Sigel.lrc

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[00:02.85]You know we got em
[00:04.36]45s, machine guns, heavy artillery
[00:08.97]We got those grenades on your ass, *******
[00:11.53]Boss. Black Wall Street
[00:18.95]
[00:19.80]I'm in that bulletproof Maybach ****ing Teflon Don
[00:24.79]S Case
[00:26.10]****ing talking like a G but walking like a broad
[00:29.61]I pull up at the light, pineapple in your car
[00:32.72]****ing I shatter lives, my music camouflage
[00:35.63]My court killers at the center of my s*****gue
[00:38.76]Torch in hand, extortion to the Fortune 500
[00:42.15]From the porches to the Porsches with the wides on it
[00:45.16]'Fore you snitches ****ers, you better put your lives on it
[00:48.10]Get you twisted by the
[00:51.10]I get my money smoking spliffs like it's Friday
[00:53.85]I'm sitting sideways like I'm in my driveway
[00:56.97]My champagne kicks, my nigga 3 wheels
[00:59.90]You niggas six feet, we getting 3 meals
[01:03.01]They got jumped 45s, machine guns, and heavy artillery
[01:09.92]
[01:22.49]Yeah I got 2 gun charges, 2 felonies, just got off probation
[01:26.70]Today mother****ers, won't budge for no charge
[01:30.08]Real niggas, I hold no grudge with no thugs
[01:33.06]Come through spraying, bullets out the McLaren
[01:35.73]They ain't meant for you, so move ****ers, you hard of hearing?
[01:39.09]I speed off doing 90 with Tha Carter blaring
[01:42.15]Bust shots in the Cavalier like I ball with Baron
[01:45.15]Yeah I Blake Griff niggas, make stiff niggas
[01:48.40]Eminem wasn't Dr. Dre's only sick ****er
[01:51.46]Insane in the membrane like Soul Assassins
[01:54.23]12 gauge stop a niggas heart like a bowl of Aspirin
[01:57.22]I hold automatics, let your man hold the casket
[02:00.07]Murder game cold as Aspen, body found in the trash bin
[02:03.37]First 48, they don't find me, case closed
[02:06.44]Like a rehabilitation spot in Bobby Brown nose
[02:09.87]Take em back to Boyz in da Hood when I pull the pump out
[02:12.99]Something like C-Murder on Worldstar when I dump out
[02:15.78]They got jumped 45s, machine guns, and heavy artillery
[02:22.96]
[02:38.72]Ain't nothing changed but them bullets in my clip
[02:43.15]I still pull it, still bully niggas on the strip
[02:46.15]Beef, I cook it fully with the fifth
[02:49.09]And I ain't got no pets, I put a bullet in ya mother****er
[02:52.21]A nigga with a gun in his hand who won't bust it?
[02:55.39]Like a mother****er with a b***h in her hand who won't suck it
[02:58.63]This is the art of war, you ****ers just drawing
[03:01.68]Anything I target on is dearly departed, gone
[03:04.30]Drive by or walk up on -
[03:07.35]I just stop, breathe, aim mother****er squeeze
[03:10.42]Silencer on the Glock, infrared beam
[03:13.35]Put your block up on machines while the b*****s run and scream
[03:16.66]They got jumped 45s, machine guns, and heavy artillery

文本歌词

You know we got em
45s, machine guns, heavy artillery
We got those grenades on your ass, *******
Boss. Black Wall Street
I'm in that bulletproof Maybach ****ing Teflon Don
S Case
****ing talking like a G but walking like a broad
I pull up at the light, pineapple in your car
****ing I shatter lives, my music camouflage
My court killers at the center of my s*****gue
Torch in hand, extortion to the Fortune 500
From the porches to the Porsches with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches ****ers, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the
I get my money smoking spliffs like it's Friday
I'm sitting sideways like I'm in my driveway
My champagne kicks, my nigga 3 wheels
You niggas six feet, we getting 3 meals
They got jumped 45s, machine guns, and heavy artillery
Yeah I got 2 gun charges, 2 felonies, just got off probation
Today mother****ers, won't budge for no charge
Real niggas, I hold no grudge with no thugs
Come through spraying, bullets out the McLaren
They ain't meant for you, so move ****ers, you hard of hearing?
I speed off doing 90 with Tha Carter blaring
Bust shots in the Cavalier like I ball with Baron
Yeah I Blake Griff niggas, make stiff niggas
Eminem wasn't Dr. Dre's only sick ****er
Insane in the membrane like Soul Assassins
12 gauge stop a niggas heart like a bowl of Aspirin
I hold automatics, let your man hold the casket
Murder game cold as Aspen, body found in the trash bin
First 48, they don't find me, case closed
Like a rehabilitation spot in Bobby Brown nose
Take em back to Boyz in da Hood when I pull the pump out
Something like C-Murder on Worldstar when I dump out
They got jumped 45s, machine guns, and heavy artillery
Ain't nothing changed but them bullets in my clip
I still pull it, still bully niggas on the strip
Beef, I cook it fully with the fifth
And I ain't got no pets, I put a bullet in ya mother****er
A nigga with a gun in his hand who won't bust it?
Like a mother****er with a b***h in her hand who won't suck it
This is the art of war, you ****ers just drawing
Anything I target on is dearly departed, gone
Drive by or walk up on -
I just stop, breathe, aim mother****er squeeze
Silencer on the Glock, infrared beam
Put your block up on machines while the b*****s run and scream
They got jumped 45s, machine guns, and heavy artillery