kane abel - 'bout that combat lyrics
[featuring: full blooded, soulja slim]
[kane & abel]
throw yo weapons, grab yo gats
killin this time for combat
knockin gnats off n-gg-s head
deliverin these murder raps
play who wants to play?
i don’t play, i’m a soldier game over
p hold ya doja, hot bullet scold
that 4 5 holder, put that -ss in the coma like ebola
a sneakin sow killings
high blood count, capital contract blood spillin’s
maniacs egnite like dynamite packs
click, clack, 30 minute gun fights, with gats
haters run like track
intimidated to bust back
they would bow down, we throwin down, thats how we react
get thank, gonna stop the tank
kane & abel bout that combat
m-th-f-cka thank we ain’t!
[chorus:]
[soulja slim]
we bout that combat, bout that combat, bout that combat
we bout that combat, bout that combat, bout that combat
we bout that combat, bout that combat, bout that combat
[full blooded]
da hound from gert town, you n-gg-s act like they don’t know me
no claimin, n-gg- done sh-t back in ’94 with p
down south hustla, m-th-f-cka
murda, murda, murda, p-ss me my murder weapon
sh-t gets scary, when the lights tur
ned out
all these li’l m-th-f-ckin rounds cryin
murda m-th-f-cka, get wiped out
hit the flo’, get low, which y’all know how to go
left, left, left, when the impact
when to this m-th-f-ckin cho’
respect my mind, is all the f-ck i ask
f-ck the down south be a island
rest of the world be a blood bath
i’m to fatal, i’m givin facial
give a f-ck about a n-gg-
givin your life for my paper
i was born for this type of sh-t
all i gotta do is tips
with two glocks and 4 clips
i’m full blooded, when i first met him i shoulda wet him
did got a side of a soldier
so your playin like a hoe bra?
[chorus]
[soulja slim]
n-gg-, n-gg-.
n-gg- get face down on the ground, don’t move a muscle
oh i bust, and flacktal you, i’s tucked you, i shows no remorse
i got this mag 9 and takin all body parts
fatal thoughts got me jumpin to conclusions
in that war, keep f-ckin up my mind and sh-t, havin me confusin
i don’t know what my do’s and don’ts
what the f-ck you want, a couple of shots, or get dumped
in the trunk n-gg-, get a li’l somethin to sink you -ss down
donk you in the realver, after you give us
50 g’s, a couple of key’s it’s all good
you understand, say you understood
i’ll be representin, betta hold that noise
f-ckin right, i’m bout that combat, i’m a soldier boy
n-gg-, lay it down on the ground that’s what i said
m-th-f-cka don’t talk, we just want the bread
n-gg-
[chorus]
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