Kishore Kumar Hits

Realbleeda - Channel 9 şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Realbleeda

albüm: Channel 9


Aye I'm a call this song right here Channel 9
It's gon be Channel 9
Channel 9
Causing homicides
Making mommas cry
They be channel 9
They be channel 9
187s gone get televised
Put him on channel 9
Murder for hire
So how I ride on my side
That be where my iron tucked
Nobody in the Backseat we meet they might go and slime sum
Tryna pay for his life lil dae he tryna sign some
Put a hole in his back you see through his shit like blind son
Glock with the Roni Kit fold from the side to the back
I control this bitch like my son
Hang him from rope amputate his neck
I might get put in the asylum
You wanna be my bitch, just be my bitch
Help me cope with these problems
I fuck you long in the shower
You gon give me the cold shoulder
I fuck you more when you pouting
If I dropped this on your shoulder
Would you still see me the same
And when I won't fuck out the blue
That's them bodies that's on my brain
My ass spending different ways
Try to remember everything
Position the way I move will cost your life for swervin in my lane
Causing homicides
Making mommas cry
They be channel 9
They be channel 9
187s gone get televised
Put him on channel 9
Murder for hire
So how I ride on my side
That be where my iron tucked
Nobody in the Backseat we meet they might go and slime sum
Tryna pay for his life lil dae he tryna sign some
Put a hole in his back you see through his shit like blind son
Free bro nem out of that slammer
Cold as a bitch under cotton sheets
Slangin knifes everyday
While they fighting arm robbery
And murder to the first degree
I'm shooting Shawn Kemp, ain't no attempt
Cuz n---as really wanna murder me
If it ever go down and your mans down
N---as never heard of me
I just wanna place that I can call home
I been doing a lot burglary
My patience there don't care if he be long
I be really tryna hold on
Know it's a eye for a eye
So we go the way to get you gone
Causing homicides
Making mommas cry
They be channel 9
They be channel 9
187s gone get televised
Put him on channel 9
Murder for hire
So how I ride on my side
That be where my iron tucked
Nobody in the Backseat we meet they might go and slime sum
Tryna pay for his life lil dae he tryna sign some
Put a hole in his back you see through his shit like blind son

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