Lirik Lagu 5150 - Luniz
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Behold your highness the Luniz are hereBring them inMan where the fuck we at who the fuck are you??It is I Jesus Shock JesusAnd what brings you brothers to such an early fate?Man no what the fuck manNiggaz just shot me man what the fuck manHow dare you use such language in the face of the almightyFuck youYou shall perish (beitch!!)It is my judgement that you shall burn in hellMan noofor eternityNooo (the Luniz are here)Ahhh
5150, feel mePsycho disco just go Luni5150, feel mePsycho disco just go Luni
I wish I had cot (what?) I wish I had some cot (why?)So I could sky and have a place to lay my head and plotA broke nigga boneyQuick to lick but I could never steal shit from my homiesI play acts and make scratch from table scrapsand always end up fucked watchin other niggaz backsI broke hamps wit my folks and get poundsbut in the mist of funkwould they really bust rounds?I get woozie when I inhale all the badnessI swear to the Lord when I was young I never had this problemI stressed the fuck out gotta doubt my own niggazI try to solve my problems wit hamps and liquorI used to swig a 22, graduated to a 64and now I don't smoke weed no mo'And I ain't knowin where I'm headinMost likely it's the scene of creameryI'm petrified of the whole sceneryThe game is some shit ya either roll witOr give up because the game is quick to make a nigga stroke itFor less is what I was wishin for it never came trueSo it came to plannin missions damn near shittin in my drawersI gotta play my part though and take what I canfrom the niggaz I don't got Scarface nigga I feel yaBy any means nescescaryThat's why they find scary niggaz buriedCarried to a whole 'nother placeIf youse a hard nigga die with a smirk on your faceSo much drama, I put my best in itPeace, I'd rather live than rather rest in itWhere I'm from or where I'm headed, it ain't no loveI give thanx that I'm alive to the man up aboveI'm still takin shit day by daySurvin off a nifty, that's why I'm goin 5150
Ripley's won't believe I'm shot, limpin down the blockTryin to scoot out, carry the bloody glockCause niggaz they plot, it was a shoot outTryin to take the loot out my pocketBut I'm quick to let the glock spit at his 350 rocketThen I split runnin down the blockNo sense of dick made them bitch made niggaz whip out a guageThen blaze my ribcage, I'm dazedon the ground hella bleeedin ass outI remeber seein somebody put me in a glass house, I passed outThen my spirit arose up out my flesh, I'm oldNo more bullet holes in my chestA gold vest when I awaken for Mista Go-Tec-9 is awaitinThe Lord has no love for playa hatinI'm facin Shock Jesus cause I'm the G-ist nigga to do the job rightBecause I'm trained up in that mob lifeCome back tonite strapped toniteHe said if I suceed he'll bring my family and dead homies back to lifeA big ass eagle scooped me up then we bails outFlyin through the cuts goin the secret hill routeThe whole scene was a disasterFriday the 13th the final chapterLookin niggaz wit casper the ghostBut I float until I smoked the big manSlipped in quick sandHe's gonna kill me but my spirit slipped in my bodyI yelled watch out he's gonna get meThey didn't get me, huh, they labelled my ass 5150
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5150, feel mePsycho disco just go Luni5150, feel mePsycho disco just go Luni
I wish I had cot (what?) I wish I had some cot (why?)So I could sky and have a place to lay my head and plotA broke nigga boneyQuick to lick but I could never steal shit from my homiesI play acts and make scratch from table scrapsand always end up fucked watchin other niggaz backsI broke hamps wit my folks and get poundsbut in the mist of funkwould they really bust rounds?I get woozie when I inhale all the badnessI swear to the Lord when I was young I never had this problemI stressed the fuck out gotta doubt my own niggazI try to solve my problems wit hamps and liquorI used to swig a 22, graduated to a 64and now I don't smoke weed no mo'And I ain't knowin where I'm headinMost likely it's the scene of creameryI'm petrified of the whole sceneryThe game is some shit ya either roll witOr give up because the game is quick to make a nigga stroke itFor less is what I was wishin for it never came trueSo it came to plannin missions damn near shittin in my drawersI gotta play my part though and take what I canfrom the niggaz I don't got Scarface nigga I feel yaBy any means nescescaryThat's why they find scary niggaz buriedCarried to a whole 'nother placeIf youse a hard nigga die with a smirk on your faceSo much drama, I put my best in itPeace, I'd rather live than rather rest in itWhere I'm from or where I'm headed, it ain't no loveI give thanx that I'm alive to the man up aboveI'm still takin shit day by daySurvin off a nifty, that's why I'm goin 5150
Ripley's won't believe I'm shot, limpin down the blockTryin to scoot out, carry the bloody glockCause niggaz they plot, it was a shoot outTryin to take the loot out my pocketBut I'm quick to let the glock spit at his 350 rocketThen I split runnin down the blockNo sense of dick made them bitch made niggaz whip out a guageThen blaze my ribcage, I'm dazedon the ground hella bleeedin ass outI remeber seein somebody put me in a glass house, I passed outThen my spirit arose up out my flesh, I'm oldNo more bullet holes in my chestA gold vest when I awaken for Mista Go-Tec-9 is awaitinThe Lord has no love for playa hatinI'm facin Shock Jesus cause I'm the G-ist nigga to do the job rightBecause I'm trained up in that mob lifeCome back tonite strapped toniteHe said if I suceed he'll bring my family and dead homies back to lifeA big ass eagle scooped me up then we bails outFlyin through the cuts goin the secret hill routeThe whole scene was a disasterFriday the 13th the final chapterLookin niggaz wit casper the ghostBut I float until I smoked the big manSlipped in quick sandHe's gonna kill me but my spirit slipped in my bodyI yelled watch out he's gonna get meThey didn't get me, huh, they labelled my ass 5150
Chorus
