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Perfect Krime Team - Tiempo Lyrics
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Wanna get this right
Slap your ass with a rusty pipe
Thuggin' since 12 I've been trying to get right
I ain't tryna fight so i picked up a gun
Young G like me living life as a young gun
Always on the block
Quick to pop
Tare off your top
When I bust down this f*cking chop
Gangsta shit happen everyday mother f*ckers talk-ing like we don't play
Evergreen be the f*cking state
Step back
12 gauge leaving you past the caution tape
Since a youngin i've been caring my own weight
Leaving fools face down we don't play
I've been thuggin since f*cking 12
Sent a couple enemies to f*cking hell
If I ever get locked I got a couple snow bunnies that send me mail
I don't f*ck with the suckas that tell
F*ck what you yelling f*cking with a thug that be busting shots
Shooting shit for fun
Evergreen came from the f*cking slums
Mother f*ckers they talk they really don't want none
12 gauge by my f*cking side
Chromed out
Enemies f*cking die
2 tone mother f*ckers get hit everyday
I know something wrong with as far as what the eye can see
Acid gives me unwanted dreams
Bottle water from blood streams
Bedroom full of laser beams
Slow and steady wins the race to the green
I don't wanna make it past 53
Eyeballs need some Visine
I know something wrong with as far as what the eye can see
Acid gives me unwanted dreams
Bottle water from blood streams
Bedroom full of laser beams
Slow and steady wins the race to the green
I don't wanna make it past 43
Eyeballs need some Visine
No wedding rings for me
I smooth with chopsticks like am Bruce Lee
I'll pull up for a reasonable fee
My favorite book is "Who moved my cheese?"
My BMW is not a lease
Residue on my house keys
Everything I do is low key
I can't make a goal when I'm in too deep
My eyes wide shut wanna go back to sleep
Please
I wanna go back to sleep
I wanna go back to sleep
Cause
I know something wrong with as far as what the eye can see
Acid gives me unwanted dreams
Bottle water from blood streams
Bedroom full of laser beams
Slow and steady wins the race to the green
I don't wanna make it past 33
Eyeballs need some Visine
Hahahaha yea
Si
Mi pandilla no es tan violenta como la aparentas
Tenemos equipadas un par de 12's 9's y 40's
Son las herramientas para ajustar las cuentas o' venir a tumbar tus puertas
Fue como crecimos
Desde morros lo aprendimos
Por las noches no movimos
Tuve que rifar-me un par de tiros
Y aquí seguimos diciendo valen verga nuestros enemigos
Musica a mis oídos
Escuchar a estos weyes rogando-nos a gritos
Todo tiene su balance no vengan a juzgarme
Y cuando den la clave
Se que es tiempo para el jale
Me miró muy amable pero tengo hambre
Soy la coneccion y el cable
Sabe el que sabe
Hoy lo hago bien
Me estoy cansando de la calle
Estoy aquí al cien
El ñero que lo contradiga que me la jale
O' siéntate en el caliente
Que no estás preparado para todo lo que viene
Esto del rap me mantiene en la nube nueve
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Wanna get this right
Slap your ass with a rusty pipe
Thuggin' since 12 I've been trying to get right
I ain't tryna fight so i picked up a gun
Young G like me living life as a young gun
Always on the block
Quick to pop
Tare off your top
When I bust down this f*cking chop
Gangsta shit happen everyday mother f*ckers talk-ing like we don't play
Evergreen be the f*cking state
Step back
12 gauge leaving you past the caution tape
Since a youngin i've been caring my own weight
Leaving fools face down we don't play
I've been thuggin since f*cking 12
Sent a couple enemies to f*cking hell
If I ever get locked I got a couple snow bunnies that send me mail
I don't f*ck with the suckas that tell
F*ck what you yelling f*cking with a thug that be busting shots
Shooting shit for fun
Evergreen came from the f*cking slums
Mother f*ckers they talk they really don't want none
12 gauge by my f*cking side
Chromed out
Enemies f*cking die
2 tone mother f*ckers get hit everyday
I know something wrong with as far as what the eye can see
Acid gives me unwanted dreams
Bottle water from blood streams
Bedroom full of laser beams
Slow and steady wins the race to the green
I don't wanna make it past 53
Eyeballs need some Visine
I know something wrong with as far as what the eye can see
Acid gives me unwanted dreams
Bottle water from blood streams
Bedroom full of laser beams
Slow and steady wins the race to the green
I don't wanna make it past 43
Eyeballs need some Visine
No wedding rings for me
I smooth with chopsticks like am Bruce Lee
I'll pull up for a reasonable fee
My favorite book is "Who moved my cheese?"
My BMW is not a lease
Residue on my house keys
Everything I do is low key
I can't make a goal when I'm in too deep
My eyes wide shut wanna go back to sleep
Please
I wanna go back to sleep
I wanna go back to sleep
Cause
I know something wrong with as far as what the eye can see
Acid gives me unwanted dreams
Bottle water from blood streams
Bedroom full of laser beams
Slow and steady wins the race to the green
I don't wanna make it past 33
Eyeballs need some Visine
Hahahaha yea
Si
Mi pandilla no es tan violenta como la aparentas
Tenemos equipadas un par de 12's 9's y 40's
Son las herramientas para ajustar las cuentas o' venir a tumbar tus puertas
Fue como crecimos
Desde morros lo aprendimos
Por las noches no movimos
Tuve que rifar-me un par de tiros
Y aquí seguimos diciendo valen verga nuestros enemigos
Musica a mis oídos
Escuchar a estos weyes rogando-nos a gritos
Todo tiene su balance no vengan a juzgarme
Y cuando den la clave
Se que es tiempo para el jale
Me miró muy amable pero tengo hambre
Soy la coneccion y el cable
Sabe el que sabe
Hoy lo hago bien
Me estoy cansando de la calle
Estoy aquí al cien
El ñero que lo contradiga que me la jale
O' siéntate en el caliente
Que no estás preparado para todo lo que viene
Esto del rap me mantiene en la nube nueve
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Writer: Andre Villareal, Miguel Alcala Sierra, Miguel Sanchez
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