Lil Rob - Leva, Leva, Leva, Leva Die Lyrics
Leva, leva, leva, leva Leva, leva, leva, leva [Triple C] You better run for cover mutha*****er's and think of something fast Before you end up just another ***** that couldn't last Ain't no guage to be played unless you ready for some combat It's 1998 and all these jealous got me straped Sleeping with my eyes open, quick to draw my gun Got me hopin' and prayin', that I don't end up the next one Don't make me unleash a couple of rounds, shoot some down Didn't chu know this little mother*****er ain't afraid to unload Dumpin' shell's all over the street, steady servin' heat Turn on the only soldiers just standin' on my feet I'm really tryna make this situation very clear Ain't a man alive, on this earth, that I fear Now we can handle this confertation, any way you want Just as long you don't act like a *****, or a cunt I must admit that some try look at me no respect For those who've lay it, so hold on tight, to your life Cause we just might have to take it Locked and loaded fully automatic, just in case Finger on the trigger, spittin' hollow points all over the place Ready to rumble, ?? ammunition, prepare to retaliate any competition Chorus:[Triple C, (Lil' Rob)] Leva, leva, leva, leva (Leva take a bullet in the eye) Leva, leva your gonna die (From the 8-0-5 to the 6-1-9) Leva, leva, leva, leva (Go for your's, I'm gonna go for mine) Leva, leva your gonna die (Cappin' the fools who makin' waste of time) [Triple C] A rough mother*****er from '75 A down ass mexican, I'm still alive Corazon in the heart is still mutha*****a Flowin' on the mic, and no big deal, because I'm down for mine I'll rob a puto blind, take his life holmes, I don't waste time We won't have the time to drop a dime on me the A-R-T the mother*****in T Another mission so I'm on the run, the one I got But I had to take your life with a gun, killin' mother*****ers Just same ol' thang, if I ain't gonna do it, he's gonna die anyway From a gangbang, or a drug thang, swept of his feet, from a good slang Who of my partna's gonna die next, either torcherd in hell As if they havin' a rest Chorus:[Triple C, (Lil' Rob)] Leva, leva, leva, leva (Leva take a bullet in the eye) Leva, leva your gonna die (From the 8-0-5 to the 6-1-9) Leva, leva, leva, leva (Go for your's, I'm gonna go for mine) Leva, leva your gonna die (Cappin' the fools who makin' waste of time) [Lil' Rob] Lil' Rob comin' back to huantcha, what you got uh Say about what you did to me, you gotta be kiddin' me, bullshitin' me I can give a ***** about your vida, your better believe You'll meet, the nine millimeter, so be a, walkin' dead man Until I arrive cap stinging your ass Like you were playin' with a bee hive Look behind you, what chu find, my...mind's on your murder When your murder's on my mind, all the time I uh Tried to think about somethin' else, but I see the, murderin' you What kind of mother ***** her self, and I don't think it's time For me to go cryin', when it's time for me go, I won't go quite Sounding like the 4th of July, when I die Or maybe a World War II, as I drop the *****in' bombs on you But what the ***** you gonna do? Lil' Rob be the *****in' baddest Mexicano with the baddest, leavin' you leva's in a casket Chorus:[Triple C, (Lil' Rob)] Leva, leva, leva, leva (Leva take a bullet in the eye) Leva, leva your gonna die (From the 8-0-5 to the 6-1-9) Leva, leva, leva, leva (Go for your's, I'm gonna go for mine) Leva, leva your gonna die (Cappin' the fools who makin' waste of time) Leva, leva, leva, leva (Leva take a bullet in the eye) Leva, leva your gonna die (From the 8-0-5 to the 6-1-9) Leva, leva, leva, leva (Go for your's, I'm gonna go for mine) Leva, leva your gonna die (Cappin' the fools who makin' waste of time) Leva, leva, leva, leva Leva, leva, leva, leva
