Boom Biddy Bye Bye
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Boom Biddy Bye Bye

III (Temples Of Boom)۱۳۷۴۴:۰۱

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Boom biddy bye bye

Boom biddy bye bye

Step back as I'm kicking up dust for a while

As I put motherfuckas to rest and pull their files

Out from the cabinet, with the picture

Get the 45 and settle it, with this punk nigga

Slow your roll, as I take control

Take your toke from the Indo'

Then hit and hold, now let it out

How you feel when the herb, got you by the balls

And you're coughing up a lung anyhow

You can't shake, that nigga that's gonna brake fool

On any one member of your bitch crew

As I pull the trigger on my nine

Say goodnight nigga, boom biddy bye bye

Boom biddy bye bye

(Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why)

Boom biddy bye bye

(I put my Glock to your dome and you started to cry)

Boom biddy bye bye

(Any last prayers before you die)

Boom biddy bye bye

(Rock-a-bye nigga boom biddy bye bye)

You ain't never caught a rabbit, so you ain't no friend of mine

It's a habit, barkin' up your tree with my nine

Keep your bitch on a leash or at home

A nick knack, paddywack, give the dog a bone

The raw dog, fuck a law dog

Still handin' out beat-downs wit' my sawed-off

'Cause a every now and then I got to knuckle up

Buckle up, chin checking It's on I reckon

It's the wild, wild west

Get your 40 and your blunt and your Glock and your bulletproof vest

Let me guess everybody want a test

Everybody burning up, gonna get burned like Ses

Laudy daudy

We're fucking everybody

Boom biddy bye

Sing the lullaby, in the party

Boom biddy bye bye

(Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why)

Boom biddy bye bye

(I put my Glock to your dome and you started to cry)

Boom biddy bye bye

(Any last prayers before you die)

Boom biddy bye bye

(Rock-a-bye nigga boom biddy bye bye)

Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all

Watch a punk slipin' see the puto fall

I'm buck-loody, looking for the nigga who want to cut me

'Cause the nigga gets so funky

Fool I'm the one from The Big Bad Cypress Hill clica

Number one son of the funk freaka, yes yes y'all

I'll be the one with the mad Buddha blast y'all

Comin' from the west y'all

But I figure, you'd cry like a bitch, don't twitch

'Cause I just might pull the trigga

Now lay down, stay down

Don't move a muscle if you see your homeboy's brains on the ground

Don't fuck don't say nothin'

You fuck around and I might get ragamuffin

Boom biddy bye bye

Line up on the floor now you' all gonna die

Boom biddy bye bye

(Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why)

Boom biddy bye bye

(I put my Glock to your dome and you started to cry)

Boom biddy bye bye

(Any last prayers before you die)

Boom biddy bye bye

(Rock-a-bye nigga boom biddy bye bye)

Boom biddy bye bye

(Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why)

Boom biddy bye bye

(I put my Glock to your dome and you started to cry)

Boom biddy bye bye

(Any last prayers before you die)

Boom biddy bye bye

(Rock-a-bye nigga boom biddy bye bye)

Boom biddy bye bye

It's time to die

Boom biddy bye bye

Time to say good-bye

Boom biddy bye bye

Now it's time to die

Boom biddy bye bye

Now it's time to die