
Песня Fire in Ya Eyes Again в исполнении Lioness Kaur - слушать онлайн в хорошем качестве или скачать трек в Mp3 бесплатно на ПК или телефон.
Lioness Kaur Fire in Ya Eyes Canada Remix (tell 'em) We holdin' it down Yo, drop that mothafucking gangsta shit Yeah, I'm addicted to slugs I can tell by your pearl handle You know how to treat a thug I see the fire in ya eyes every time we hug And I know sometimes You just wanna be rubbed, I'm in Yeah, I'm addicted to slugs I can tell by your pearl handle You know how to treat a thug I see the fire in ya eyes every time we hug And I know sometimes You just wanna be rubbed, I'm in I knew it from the day in the park When I met ya had to get ya Keep you right by my side You got a passion for the streets Only deal with real G's Down for whatever, always ready to ride I get a rush when I hold you in my hands A powerful feeling most wouldn't understand Even back in the day Used to take long trips out of town with me Always ready to hold it down, yeah I know my baby love drama, ready to pop off (Pew, pew, pew) Loud in the crowd Make your party get locked off (blaow) She stays close for the pickup and drop-offs Like a pornstar When she's blowing your top off, yeah She says she never fall for a thug But I treat her too good Couldn't resist my touch Every time I touch her and hit that spot We make the whole block get hot I think I'm in (love) Yeah, I'm addicted to slugs I can tell by your pearl handle You know how to treat a thug I see the fire in ya eyes every time we hug And I know sometimes You just wanna be rubbed, I'm in Yeah, I'm addicted to slugs I can tell by your pearl handle You know how to treat a thug I see the fire in ya eyes every time we hug And I know sometimes You just wanna be rubbed, I'm in My love Night after night Lookin' through that glass window Wishin' you was mine, wishin' I could hold you Just wanna squeeze the life outta you Take you home with me I remember in '96 when we met You got the best of me I had an appetite for destruction You had the recipe Told me the last nigga you fucked with Chose his destiny One in the head, execution style So I'm guessin' he ain't know you were special Misused you and abused you Put his hand around your neck Squeezed harder when you refused To open your mouth Give him everything you got I see the fire in ya eyes And then a nigga get shot (bang) I guess what I'm tryna say is that I like you a lot You let me hold you like he hold you We take over the block Go from the dope spot to the CL drop You like it, I love it Now me and you callin' the shots (Boom, boom, boom) Remember yesterday when we robbed (shhh) You told me you wish you could've been there When Pac got knocked Tonight we goin' to the range That'll get you hot, wear your pretty dress The one with the infrared dots I'm in (love) Yeah, I'm addicted to slugs I can tell by your pearl handle You know how to treat a thug I see the fire in ya eyes every time we hug And I know sometimes You just wanna be rubbed, I'm in Yeah, I'm addicted to slugs I can tell by your pearl handle You know how to treat a thug I see the fire in ya eyes every time we hug And I know sometimes You just wanna be rubbed, I'm in Every time I look in your eyes The way you make me feel is unreal Always got me in my feels You give me power like Nas and steel Food for the soul, my home-cooked meal (Ayo Lioness Kaur) The fire in ya eyes fills the air with smog Tension on the block, I know you like it hot He's always ready to fire Cocked and loaded like a Glock Targets locked, it's snipe on sight No matter the size (yeah) Whether it's day or the middle of the night He make it rain in any weather Got the aim of Carter in his prime My partner in crime, my ride or die I get you hard like a barrel of a nine But you can never be mine (goddamn) It's a hardcore crime to have you in my life Despite that, you fit just right in my holster Always around, you my revolver Problem solver, my go-to, my firearm Protecting me from harm Love it when you rap me sweet symphonies Spitting out rhymes, AR-15 speed bullets I pull all your triggers Even then, you never let go of my fingers Leaving anyone bugging me disfigured Can't let slugs and thugs get too snug Pops raised me rough Maybe that's why, I think I'm in... love With a thug, a dog, a Roscoe My number one gun, you son of a gun My top shot No back shots, attack face to face I ain't eff with fake, say it to my chest My TEC, my T-Rex My main squeeze will do the rest Tryna see me undressed? (sorry ma) NEXT, don't get me vexed No S E X, I'm holy, blessed To make it to that base, you must pass my test Earn my respect Until then, let's hit the range Wear your bulletproof vest (Aight ma) Yeah, I'm addicted to slugs I can tell by your pearl handle You know how to treat a thug I see the fire in ya eyes every time we hug And I know sometimes You just wanna be rubbed, I'm in LK on the track with JB I ain't talking Bieber The Game on it too, man, issa heater Canada to the USA Maple syrup gon' always make it sweeter That was fire Canada



