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Some information about Spy Hunter Lyrics Title: Sporty Thievz - Spy Hunter lyrics Artist: Sporty Thievz Album: Street Cinema Visitors: 3 visitors have visited Spy Hunter Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Spy Detail: There was a 498-DS A top-secret formula had been stolen from the research lab We had a job to do We ran all suspects name through R&I and came up with (King Kirk) Respond like James Bond to this con named Don milli-ons in his palmssellin neutron bombs Time 6 a.m.agent mayhem and eight menno maybe ten came to scoop me in the Benz in the ??Graham?? Money involved? Say whengave me a beige Range and thangs but they claimed the Range changed to a planestrange but perfectshowed me circuits and how to work it Wounds- how to nurse itweapons- how to burst it searched itlike a serpentread the blueprints dime be with two chinks sportin links and new minks Drive a six with dark tints and one of the chinks named Dinks and Dinks always drinks so he thinks he s invinc Other chinks a wimpbut Teflon s his vest holds if he think you gonna rollhe ll put holes in your dress code/ Time to load and hit the highwayI ma do it my way Spy waydo or die waySchwarzeneggerTrue Lie way! So I pulled up on the drive wayran thru the side way saw his compadresmotherfuckeryippee kay-ah Die hard!nigga yelled "my God!"caught an Uzi scar hit the tarother bullet to the car"Ah!" Time to pay him backtime to fade him Got up tried to spray himno aimso I grenade him/ didn t get the Don but the bombs was a factor Found what I was afterset the reactors for two minutesheard laughter and "lieutenant you finished" It was the Don with a SmithethWessun to my chestun for a second I thought I was deadno more said then I heard shots of lead and lead sped through his forehead Brando with the ammo and Dubez with the Uz Move into plane roversmotherfuckerwe spy hunters (Big Dubez) Big DubezBilly Dfour-fiveconcealed weapon Runnin thru bricks that niggaz ain t yet step on Eludin Cop-poin the eightinhalin char-coal They tailin but I m Indy 500 Monaco Pigs can t stop noSporty Thiev Gestapo They sickened against flip whips to saw you slick and out the fenderyono retreat no surrender To the fullestthat s why my toys deflect bullets! On the cell like "Who in charge? Get me the sarge" Your squad car nextyour fam reached my garage Espio-nageyo my fate on the rocks I blow em out the boxfirin missiles on roadblocks On the verge on smack-upsforces callin for back-up chunked in the trunk200 ki s to crack up Breathe holdin s essentialspy-hunter utensils four govermentals with four sets of dentals I m on a Cannonball Run like Burt Reynolds Bustin off at the choppersbackin down coppers (Gunshots)---ooooh!! (Marlon Brando) We in the Phillipineson death rowabout to face guillotines my crew lace marinesstick over and make realer teams so yosay hello to my li l friendwanna play? OK! feel ten thru your steelman Yo we come together like foreign lea-ders Livin large in Argen-tinacamouflaged in Kor-ea in the bushes where they can t see-us spin astro 16 silence-face screw ons Mission impossiblemerge em to the Persians with 2 glocks to my headenuff cream to flip the script Got niggaz watchin the Fedstwenty ultra-red beams comin through my windowtear-gas bleak up my glass The smoke blew the crib-bothe coke moves are ditto Layin blue in Beirutsneak-in weed-in Swe-den Shook the D s in Perulike a crooked Batman with no partner but still (robbing/Robin) trails be mind-bogglinleave the D s followin my front manI be the big man behind the front man Front man got knocked? Big man still be the trump man Mix six crews and their gluesskully low smokin ni-ckles Runnin up in cold blocks with ic-iclesspray the trey-nickle guaranteed to hit youif I miss you bullets will probably ricochet and nip you and fall like the Berlin wall hang em off ??the terror spies?? lets make a ball crooked navy seals with flak-onsniffingetting they crack on I managed to mack on enough oil to put Iraq onstapped the gats on for this spy-warcoke labhelicopter roofand a cy-borg Hottest songs from Sporty Thievz : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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