Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Collie Buddz
Collie Buddz
Stimme und Gesang
Krayzie Bone
Krayzie Bone
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Collie Buddz
Collie Buddz
Songwriter:in
Stephen McGregor
Stephen McGregor
Songwriter:in
Anthony Henderson
Anthony Henderson
Songwriter:in
Patrick Bonsu
Patrick Bonsu
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Collie Buddz
Collie Buddz
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
James Cruz
James Cruz
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jose "Harv Dent" Morales
Jose "Harv Dent" Morales
Tontechniker:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
Justin "Johnny Blaze" Madrigal
Justin "Johnny Blaze" Madrigal
Tontechniker:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
Di Genius
Di Genius
Produzent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Yeah you know
Outta road you have to defend your own, well
[Verse 2]
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
[Verse 3]
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip, yeah
It a fling if a boy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger stick rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a boy slip
[Verse 4]
Evidently them a no badman, them always talk 'bout them
Gangster of the century, we them a do, we them a try
Come this badman fool that a tempt we
Me no care how much bling you have, bullet a boar through you
And your Bentley, almighty God a protect we, yeah me bun the sweet sensi
Keep me mind off of bad mind, hypocrite and people who envy
Come a try to take what is mine boy the clip get emptied
Don't bother talk about six shots, pussy I bust twenty, protect we now
[Verse 5]
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
[Verse 6]
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip, yeah
It a fling if a boy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger stick rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a boy slip
[Verse 7]
You better keep a weapon to protect your own
I keep an automatic steady ready get this on
I put it right up to your dome then I wet the chrome
And when I kill you the feds come and I'm long gone
Don't try to tell me you ain't heard about a ****
Lyrical killer, I'm finna let the trigger go
Anybody think is sweet can let a **** know
We can get it on in the middle of the floor
You wanna battle, I tell you no lie, it's a suicide, it's a suicide
Who am I? I'm the truth no lie, ****
Fool with I and you all will die
True protection sawed off selection, head your neck
No longer connection, killer, killer
[Verse 8]
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
[Verse 9]
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip, yeah
It a fling if a boy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger stick rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a boy slip
[Verse 10]
Twenty one gun alley, white hill THC from top of the hill
MOB rubber tree, JVC ORC them boy badee
Forty two, middle town, deep dale, frontine badman from way back
Shady corners, Hollywood, Parkside, Southside you don't want them come collide
Green Acres, do I have any takers? Them boy ago make your meet your maker
Devil's holes man a no fakers, done you like how the Spurs done the Lakers
Be E are M you DA breaker, breaker, breaker
Saint Georges, Saint Davids, get lost out round there and nobody can save you
[Verse 11]
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
[Verse 12]
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip, yeah
It a fling if a boy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger stick rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a boy slip
Written by: Anthony Henderson, Colin "Collie Buddz" Harper, Patrick Bonsu, Stephen McGregor
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