文本歌词

Deadly Zone - Bounty Killer/Mobb Deep/Big Noyd
I saw these fools tryin' to get around
Tryin' to let me down
And all dat ha
But I got an easier way to let dem drown
With these Guns of Navarrone
I shall shoot dem like Al Capone
Take dem to the zones of bones like dat well
They tried to knock me down bury me under
Big pipes soundin' like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth
I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you wanna come at me
I'm the wrong ni**a to approach like that homes
Wrong ni**a for threats
Lone ni**a with long chrome
And we can dance till one of us drop
You score points fallin' with good formation
I'm the wrong ni**a for patience wrong one at dunn
The very last ni**a you should ever blast your gun
To the floor actin' like you goin' to war
Now you f**ked up here come a real rocket launcher
Flame thrower rule with a iron rod
That be the Ruger ya'll niggas keep tryin' hard
But who the loser when you can't walk your hood at night
And you can't come outside without fear
Am I in your thoughts often While you be walkin'
Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner
Keep me on your mind and don't slumber
Man the minute you slip with those that's your a**
M O B B dunn let's get it on dunn
With Bounty Killer yo it's like this dunn
Aiyyo cock that sh*t pop that sh*t
Squeeze off let 'em know how real this is
M O B B D double E P with Bounty Killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
From Q U double E N S
My bomb borough till the day of my death
Whether in sh*t I been in runnin' down the block
Sprayin' shots with the Lindon listen
We all been through action you know the last me blastin'
The last man standin pack sh*t long than bare wake
Neither the Jake nor the snakes gon' stop it
You know the Mobb lettin' off rockets
Gun burners spit like lungies dummies
Still nuttin' pop but the shells
These ain't words from hell these are slugs
Something you feel
A gun runner ni**a for real ni**a
Yo hear my gat blow make you spit out crack the axle
Of that brand new Six that you couldn't seem to whip
Empty the clip make sure no friendly get hit
While you layin bloodied up in the Six
Flee the frontline dismantle gat then bounce
Then watch the twelve o'clock news
And hear them shout you out
Plug leak slip rug right from under your feet
You runnin' the streets you don't want no problems with us
Everyday is like Fourth of July to us
Henny in my cup beside the gat you'll find in my clutch
Interfere with the plan and you will get touched
Let the liquor talk for you and you will get touched
Full fledge like Ra let them know The Ledge
While you slippin' off edge your shorty's givin' me head
Cockin' 'em legs like guns when I'm cockin to spray
Poppin' your way sendin' sh*t that's hot your way