Testo Slip Into Long Beach - RBX
Testo della canzone Slip Into Long Beach (RBX), tratta dall'album The RBX Files
Boom nigga! Right back at ya!
What the fuck you thought, nigga?
Come to Long Beach and get your motherfucking ass caught
Put in a cross, and that's for real nigga
And that's how we do shit, nigga
You better ask some-motherfucking-body
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
As night prepares your mind to sleep
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
You in a chronic haze, you fall asleep
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
And when you wake up you don't know where you at
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
Uh-huh, this is Long Beach
Now let's get down to the nitty-gritty
Mood is shitty, no pity
Long Beach is the city
Since I'm from Long Beach I got to put in work
And no, this ain't Compton and Long Beach together
Strictly Long Beach, listen to me preach
Anybody Killa? Mass murder
That was the sound of my double-barreled shotgun
And there is no place to run
So if you're thinking about coming to Long Beach tripping
Bullets will be zipping, zapping, bodies collapsing
Killa beats, then I put the raps in
It's on, it's on, it's on, and
We can bust a cap 'til the break of dawn
So now that you heard the warning, I welcome you
With open arms, open firearms
And we don't give a fuck about cars with alarm
It's a jack move, nigga, give it up, is you crazy?
Glock 40 pointed to your head
Boom! Now another nigga's dead
Bloody murder
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
Murder
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
Bloody murder
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
Murder
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
Bloody murder
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
Murder (Murder day, murder day)
Murder (Murder day, murder day)
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
Bloody murder (Murder day, murder day)
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
Murder (Murder day, murder day)
Murder (Murder day, murder day)
Slip into some fucked up shit with me
Bloody murder (Murder day, murder day)
Suspect possibly armed with a gun
Suspect white bike pants, jacket and holster revolver unknown caliber
All units code four
Suspect male black wearing all black clothing
Six-three is in foot pursuit southbound
Suspect male black, black jacket and jeans
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Writer(s): Eric Collins, Gregory H. Royal
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