J-Dawg - Bombs Away Lyrics
(feat. Insane)[Insane]I'm comin' straight for your goods, nigga I don't want your lil' hoesI seen ya smokin' opthimals in your benz at my showsI'ma wait and be patientYour boy was flossin' on DaytonsCaught him at the right timeTec-9 bullets went to flyin'One got hit in the spine, but he made it, that was luckY'all drawin' plans to see the man, lil' Frankie here, so what's up?I drew some plans of my ownYour partner's home all aloneShouldn't have been slippin', hollow tips gone have him sleepin' too longBeams work better than a scopeHe got a red dot on his throatI pull the trigger, now yo niggas moppin' blood off the floorI'm screamin' all out warsI'm runnin' back to my car*****es gone bleed to they deathFor *****in' round with a vetI got'z to finish my mission, pipe bomb, hit the ignitionOnly nigga wishin', mashin' out in the expeditionAll black chucks, black jeans, and a black hoodieSmoked out, puffin' on a Keep Movin' goodyFully paid from jackin', I'm stackin' a nigga shitWill invade your mansion, and snatchin' what we can getGuess you didn't see us comin' cuz we came in the darkBlew that ass up, like it's centennial parkBombs Away![Chorus: J-Dawg]Nigga, nigga Bombs Away [x8][Insane]Y'all thought Insane couldn't flowBut I took control of the showAnd these soldiers ain't lettin' go til' your people hit the floori got'z to get to your G's, cuz mine come on a freezeI smoke a gang of that weed, then I straight be blastin' with thievesGoin' all out for this shitHow many domes I'ma split?I'm just a hustler from the door with a hundred chickens to getYour day gone fade in the blackThe camp be on the attackYou think it's cool? I got my strap, I blast ya clean off the mapI'm representin' Big BoyKiller men takin' they carsGot twenty G's, and I'm jettin'Loaded nine, ***** a Smith & WessonBullets made for cuttin' and bustin' a nigga chestDynamite, one light put your whole firm to restHate to be the nigga had to find that bloody messNose still hurtin' from inhalin' the burnt fleshNiggas gotta wear a vest, for *****in' round with the bestI'ma psycho sniper killa, on the forealaThrilla from Manila, quick to fluffin' your coffin pillowHit'cha for your scrilla then crack the top on the 'zeAnd when you make it, tell your maker that Insane don't playBombs Away nigga![J-Dawg]Bombs Away nigga[sound of explosion][Chorus][Insane]Soon as you thought it was overI'm standin' over your shouldersRight there in the middle of your cribGot thirty seconds to liveYou'll take a shank in the rib, bleed, fall to the floorI bet you *****es never disrespect the camp no moreI roll with nathan but felonsSoon as they finish we bailin'J-Dawg be chokin' your *****, for all the screamin' and yellin'Never had love for no hoesI hit that hoe with bow-lowsShe got some knots on her headHer man about to be deadGrab my weapon, ain't no time for guessin'That's out of the questionNiggas tried to blast me, cop killers taught him a lessonFour niggas against a veteranCan't win, in this professionMy life, be like a missionWith Tokyo ammunitionI'm wishin' I catch'em slippin'One of them niggas missin'Big Mitch in the other roomWith a bomb strapped to the broomWe made it out to the vanHe got the switch in his handThat's the planMake them *****es think they gettin' awayI hit the switch in broad day, you know the camp don't playBombs away nigga![J-Dawg]Bombs Away[sound of explosion]
