Reaper

Текст песни UNKNOWN EMINENCE - Reaper

Uh, we keep 2 three's
For niggas with manbuns
It ain't no fun, when the rapper got the dam gun
Bet yo bitch, see more dick than a bed bug
Only been down for attention, handguns
I shot more niggas, than niggas shot ammo
I lost more life's than 911
2, 3, ugh
Talking that man, got his ass messed up
Do, do, do, to his back to his gut
Who raise the roof? (drill this)
Hellcat to heaven
Dodging the demons, got hit with a blessing
666 hit his ass with a 7
Treat all my bitches like they is a peasant
Don't fuck with 12, but I fuck with 11
All my dogs, yeah, they going to heaven

Talking with choppers, I am the clip
Collaring dogs strapped at the neck
Want to talk death check where you sip
Swallow yo pride, chasing the hits
Circle on 9, 6 got a stick
I didn't die, I ain't a bitch
Taking a eye, triangle 1
So if I die, I die like the son
Chick better dime, else dialing none
2 to 3, screaming for fun
She on her knee's, but she gonna cum
Homie be free, but they on the run
Jumping to buying guns
45, no 9s, needing the cannon's tuff
Know which way to tuck
While Homies die high, I pour em up

Reaper on a high
Reaper need that 45
Reaper gonna die
I ain't bout to die
Demon want the sly
Reaper on my high
Reaper gonna die
Reefer on the side
Need that 45
To Make a killing foe!

Homicides, you want death look in my eyes
She want bread, straight to the thigh
Want me dead? Better think twice
You want X threw out a life
C.O.D.E. U.E. Ice. (Ooo)
I'm not fucking with dudes
Bout a bitch, boy I need two
Shot of spirits, belly and boobs
I'm not hearing, ringing to shoot
12 gauge, 9s, 45s, the venomous lute
Making them boys go mute
6 scared, 6 there, 6 gone die in the booth
7 been eyeing them too
Keep a key in a boot
I'm the eye, and the truth. Do

Reaper on a high
Reaper need that 45
Reaper gonna die
I ain't bout to die
Demon want the sly
Reaper on my high
Reaper gonna die
Reefer on the side
Need that 45
To Make a killing foe!