Текст песни
You Ain't Tryna Steal when you see killer. Move and that's right here, liquor. You can real with it. Can chill with it. Now you wanna kill us. Ass is to ass is to dust to dust. You wanna feel like vanilla. Slip on and catch a spook. When you see thugs soldiers kill 'em, Makin' three more G's. Two X's, two fatalities on my enemy. Repent my rivalry. None these grandkids is makin' 'em hit the D. Man down with that G-L-O-C-K. Cold trigger for you haters. It gon' darken up your day. If us you gotta pay. Don't rest in peace is what I say. You a bitch boy nigga. We won't look up face to face. I gotta get some off the map. Swing low, behind cap. Back straps is all I see when I creep With UCP. Catchin' G's up in the dark. Rest of mine, put in work. Lay these other suckers out when they come up On our turf.
Pharmacist — Casualties
«Casualties» — Pharmacist. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:56. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
