Songtext zu 'React' von Onyx

Intro/chorus: onyx

Kill it in the clubbaby show some love
My real thugswhere you at? baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spotshow me what ya got
Big cats in the backget rocked whatreact
(repeat 2x)

[bonifucco]
Real thug shit unplugged
Ladies lustangel dustaim and bust
Bitches who nodthe bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes
And got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive
To cloak? no leaks in gunsmoke
Here to get thosesnakes get it the most
G's overdosewe wreck toast to deaf notes
Tech blowsI only put a hole in your leg so..

Ladies and gentlemen

[sonsee]
It's going on right now
Official nast' don't be playin aroundwe lay it down
Dead youfor the whole winleave you frozen
Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin
You got in the waysorry to say
You shoulda knownshinin on sonsee's not in the day
All the niggaz in my zonemy close affiliates
Be rippin it illin it adrenaline spendin and killin shit

Chorus

[fredro starr]
Yoyo
I'm on some other shitrun up on your mother shit
Hockey maskblack tapetapin up your baby brother shit
Two gunsone in your faceone in my waist
Empty the safehit em with the glock he caught a stray shot
Fucked his girl and made him watchmade a death wish
I cut his throat now wear that like a necklacerespect this
Twenty-two shots bodily harmgoodbye to your legs
Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms

[50 cent]
The shit'll happen so fastthe gat blast left his brains on the glass
In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash
The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time
Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind
Hit him from behind four times and toss the ninefuck him
He didn't listen told him give me the shine
The sick shit is when the policecame around to get me
The killers who was with mesnitchin sayin it was 50

Chorus

[x-1]
Fuck the rap skitx and the drug complex
When convicts'll start conflictskill they own accomplice
Life in the drain niggaz money's got my gold chain thicker
Whole brain sickerhall of fame nigga
From coast to coast I keep the toast
My weekly grossleave you deeply froze
Half dead close to ghostyo you heartless
Your heart pump pissregardless if you a thug or rap artist

[sticky fingaz]
Ahhhhhhhh I seen deathalmost died twice tonight
Sell my own mother out if the price is right
I hate lifegimme the glock
About to join biggie and 'pac and you comin like it or not
Get off me! let me godon't hold me back
Where my real thugs at? baby throw ya gat!
Sticky fingazfrom out your darkest fears
I make you meet your makermake you meet the man upstairs

Chorus

Killin it (2x)

Chorus

Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome aboard official nastee airlinesflight 188

Word up yoofficial nast'
Gettin creamonyxwe move with the many crews
We let you know right nowwe shuttin shit down
Nine-eightword up get your shit straight
You think your shit hot? stick your shit up
What? bring yo' shit to the club
Bring yo' heat to the street
Official nast'shuttin shit down -- what? !