Secret Service Lyrics
| Song | Secret Service |
| Artist | Souls of Mischief |
| Album | No Man's Land |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Carter, Massey | |
| Niggaz trippin smokin all this weed and shit man | |
| You know when it jump we gon' need our mind and bodies ready boy | |
| Nigga, nigga, ain't nuttin jumpin man | |
| Foooool, i got my glock nigga my calico | |
| Boy even a little deuce-deuce | |
| Nigga, what that mean to po-po? | |
| Fool, rocket launchers, fool po-po they some zarks | |
| They ain't runnin up on the turf nigga | |
| Nigga they got planes, nigga tanks, nigga bombs | |
| Ahh **** them fools nigga | |
| Wipe out yo' whole hood | |
| But i'd take care of all them fools nigga | |
| I got down mother****ers here nigga | |
| Man, nigga, ain't nobody mo' down they deep nigga | |
| You think you deeper than them? they deep nigga! | |
| Ahh nigga | |
| They got everythang! | |
| What, oh shit, wait - what the **** is that? | |
| {*three big explosions*} | |
| [a-plus] | |
| Yeah, i clean my weapon fo' times a day | |
| I'm with the devil-est, yes the world's mine to slay | |
| I sipped wine with jay-hoover | |
| I can make you a murder victim | |
| Say some nigga dope server licked him (i didn't do it) | |
| A third of income that i get is enough | |
| To never sweat and i forget them dirty niggaz i snuffed | |
| Yeah you figure your tough, them coons be livin trife | |
| With they civil rights, i got yo' midas in my pistol sights | |
| You try to loot and think you post hard | |
| I got the coast guard, get ghost cause folks scarre | |
| With my flame-thrower - you're lame yoda, slaveholder | |
| Got a brain fo' ya, leave a poseur, slave told ya | |
| Totin glocks with laser scopes | |
| Watch the slayer folks watch for my cops (with major doe) | |
| Forget your vest, cause i'm bustin your chest | |
| Gettin checks and medals sayin agent plus is the best | |
| Yeah, i do bribes, some people front and say no | |
| They can play though, not like them czechs in sarajevo | |
| I got a family but i'm still that mean | |
| I gotta feel that green - agent massey, how'd you kill that king? | |
| [tajai] | |
| I did it slickly, put a knife in his kidney | |
| And sent him to bliss - made it look like some terrorists | |
| The heir to his throne, eight years old | |
| I left his back blown up, for that i get the fat bonus | |
| So the cadillac's on once i get back home | |
| But there's the mobile - plus the fax with my target profile | |
| Yo, i blow up a church if i gotta | |
| Orders from the top it don't stop til i gotcha, yeah | |
| And when i do best to believe ya through | |
| Cause we do not take prisoners in the good old u s of a | |
| Too much red tape to mas-sey | |
| Plus the press say what they want to now-a-days | |
| I'm gettin medals, for smart-bombin ghettos | |
| Seven figure payroll, give you wings and a halo | |
| We run things, so lay low, keepin paid | |
| Those attempts to uprise we blow ya spot sky high | |
| And bury ya - cause the lessa, you're the merrier | |
| Comin soon a new shoppin mall if you don't bear | |
| With the program - cold and callous, no man | |
| Women, or child is safe (why?) cause we the wildest | |
| {chorus - repeat 2x} | |
| They got the fbi, cia, | |
| Atf, dea, big guns for pay | |
| Yeah, plus them armed forces man them fools don't play | |
| And the coppers that you see everyday |
| zuo ci : Carter, Massey | |
| Niggaz trippin smokin all this weed and shit man | |
| You know when it jump we gon' need our mind and bodies ready boy | |
| Nigga, nigga, ain' t nuttin jumpin man | |
| Foooool, i got my glock nigga my calico | |
| Boy even a little deucedeuce | |
| Nigga, what that mean to popo? | |
| Fool, rocket launchers, fool popo they some zarks | |
| They ain' t runnin up on the turf nigga | |
| Nigga they got planes, nigga tanks, nigga bombs | |
| Ahh them fools nigga | |
| Wipe out yo' whole hood | |
| But i' d take care of all them fools nigga | |
| I got down mother ers here nigga | |
| Man, nigga, ain' t nobody mo' down they deep nigga | |
| You think you deeper than them? they deep nigga! | |
| Ahh nigga | |
| They got everythang! | |
| What, oh shit, wait what the is that? | |
| three big explosions | |
| aplus | |
| Yeah, i clean my weapon fo' times a day | |
| I' m with the devilest, yes the world' s mine to slay | |
| I sipped wine with jayhoover | |
| I can make you a murder victim | |
| Say some nigga dope server licked him i didn' t do it | |
| A third of income that i get is enough | |
| To never sweat and i forget them dirty niggaz i snuffed | |
| Yeah you figure your tough, them coons be livin trife | |
| With they civil rights, i got yo' midas in my pistol sights | |
| You try to loot and think you post hard | |
| I got the coast guard, get ghost cause folks scarre | |
| With my flamethrower you' re lame yoda, slaveholder | |
| Got a brain fo' ya, leave a poseur, slave told ya | |
| Totin glocks with laser scopes | |
| Watch the slayer folks watch for my cops with major doe | |
| Forget your vest, cause i' m bustin your chest | |
| Gettin checks and medals sayin agent plus is the best | |
| Yeah, i do bribes, some people front and say no | |
| They can play though, not like them czechs in sarajevo | |
| I got a family but i' m still that mean | |
| I gotta feel that green agent massey, how' d you kill that king? | |
| tajai | |
| I did it slickly, put a knife in his kidney | |
| And sent him to bliss made it look like some terrorists | |
| The heir to his throne, eight years old | |
| I left his back blown up, for that i get the fat bonus | |
| So the cadillac' s on once i get back home | |
| But there' s the mobile plus the fax with my target profile | |
| Yo, i blow up a church if i gotta | |
| Orders from the top it don' t stop til i gotcha, yeah | |
| And when i do best to believe ya through | |
| Cause we do not take prisoners in the good old u s of a | |
| Too much red tape to massey | |
| Plus the press say what they want to nowadays | |
| I' m gettin medals, for smartbombin ghettos | |
| Seven figure payroll, give you wings and a halo | |
| We run things, so lay low, keepin paid | |
| Those attempts to uprise we blow ya spot sky high | |
| And bury ya cause the lessa, you' re the merrier | |
| Comin soon a new shoppin mall if you don' t bear | |
| With the program cold and callous, no man | |
| Women, or child is safe why? cause we the wildest | |
| chorus repeat 2x | |
| They got the fbi, cia, | |
| Atf, dea, big guns for pay | |
| Yeah, plus them armed forces man them fools don' t play | |
| And the coppers that you see everyday |
| zuò cí : Carter, Massey | |
| Niggaz trippin smokin all this weed and shit man | |
| You know when it jump we gon' need our mind and bodies ready boy | |
| Nigga, nigga, ain' t nuttin jumpin man | |
| Foooool, i got my glock nigga my calico | |
| Boy even a little deucedeuce | |
| Nigga, what that mean to popo? | |
| Fool, rocket launchers, fool popo they some zarks | |
| They ain' t runnin up on the turf nigga | |
| Nigga they got planes, nigga tanks, nigga bombs | |
| Ahh them fools nigga | |
| Wipe out yo' whole hood | |
| But i' d take care of all them fools nigga | |
| I got down mother ers here nigga | |
| Man, nigga, ain' t nobody mo' down they deep nigga | |
| You think you deeper than them? they deep nigga! | |
| Ahh nigga | |
| They got everythang! | |
| What, oh shit, wait what the is that? | |
| three big explosions | |
| aplus | |
| Yeah, i clean my weapon fo' times a day | |
| I' m with the devilest, yes the world' s mine to slay | |
| I sipped wine with jayhoover | |
| I can make you a murder victim | |
| Say some nigga dope server licked him i didn' t do it | |
| A third of income that i get is enough | |
| To never sweat and i forget them dirty niggaz i snuffed | |
| Yeah you figure your tough, them coons be livin trife | |
| With they civil rights, i got yo' midas in my pistol sights | |
| You try to loot and think you post hard | |
| I got the coast guard, get ghost cause folks scarre | |
| With my flamethrower you' re lame yoda, slaveholder | |
| Got a brain fo' ya, leave a poseur, slave told ya | |
| Totin glocks with laser scopes | |
| Watch the slayer folks watch for my cops with major doe | |
| Forget your vest, cause i' m bustin your chest | |
| Gettin checks and medals sayin agent plus is the best | |
| Yeah, i do bribes, some people front and say no | |
| They can play though, not like them czechs in sarajevo | |
| I got a family but i' m still that mean | |
| I gotta feel that green agent massey, how' d you kill that king? | |
| tajai | |
| I did it slickly, put a knife in his kidney | |
| And sent him to bliss made it look like some terrorists | |
| The heir to his throne, eight years old | |
| I left his back blown up, for that i get the fat bonus | |
| So the cadillac' s on once i get back home | |
| But there' s the mobile plus the fax with my target profile | |
| Yo, i blow up a church if i gotta | |
| Orders from the top it don' t stop til i gotcha, yeah | |
| And when i do best to believe ya through | |
| Cause we do not take prisoners in the good old u s of a | |
| Too much red tape to massey | |
| Plus the press say what they want to nowadays | |
| I' m gettin medals, for smartbombin ghettos | |
| Seven figure payroll, give you wings and a halo | |
| We run things, so lay low, keepin paid | |
| Those attempts to uprise we blow ya spot sky high | |
| And bury ya cause the lessa, you' re the merrier | |
| Comin soon a new shoppin mall if you don' t bear | |
| With the program cold and callous, no man | |
| Women, or child is safe why? cause we the wildest | |
| chorus repeat 2x | |
| They got the fbi, cia, | |
| Atf, dea, big guns for pay | |
| Yeah, plus them armed forces man them fools don' t play | |
| And the coppers that you see everyday |
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