5150 lyrics

Artist  : Luniz 
Song : 5150



 Send "5150" Ringtone to your Cell 

 

Behold your highness the Luniz are here
Bring
them in
Man where the fuck we at who the fuck
are you??
It is I Jesus Shock Jesus
And
what brings you brothers to such an early
fate?
Man no what the fuck man
Niggaz just
shot me man what the fuck man
How dare you use
such language in the face of the almighty
Fuck
you
You shall perish (beitch!!)
It is my
judgement that you shall burn in hell
Man
noo
for eternity
Nooo (the Luniz are
here)
Ahhh

5150, feel me
Psycho
disco just go Luni
5150, feel me
Psycho
disco just go Luni

I wish I had cot
(what?) I wish I had some cot (why?)
So I
could sky and have a place to lay my head and
plot
A broke nigga boney
Quick to lick but
I could never steal shit from my homies
I play
acts and make scratch from table scraps
and
always end up fucked watchin other niggaz
backs
I broke hamps wit my folks and get
pounds
but in the mist of funk
would they
really bust rounds?
I get woozie when I inhale
all the badness
I swear to the Lord when I was
young I never had this problem
I stressed the
fuck out gotta doubt my own niggaz
I try to
solve my problems wit hamps and liquor
I used
to swig a 22, graduated to a 64
and now I
don't smoke weed no mo'
And I ain't knowin
where I'm headin
Most likely it's the scene of
creamery
I'm petrified of the whole
scenery
The game is some shit ya either roll
wit
Or give up because the game is quick to
make a nigga stroke it
For less is what I was
wishin for it never came true
So it came to
plannin missions damn near shittin in my
drawers
I gotta play my part though and take
what I can
from the niggaz I don't got
Scarface nigga I feel ya
By any means
nescescary
That's why they find scary niggaz
buried
Carried to a whole 'nother place
If
youse a hard nigga die with a smirk on your
face
So much drama, I put my best in
it
Peace, I'd rather live than rather rest in
it
Where I'm from or where I'm headed, it
ain't no love
I give thanx that I'm alive to
the man up above
I'm still takin shit day by
day
Survin off a nifty, that's why I'm goin
5150

Ripley's won't believe I'm shot,
limpin down the block
Tryin to scoot out,
carry the bloody glock
Cause niggaz they plot,
it was a shoot out
Tryin to take the loot out
my pocket
But I'm quick to let the glock spit
at his 350 rocket
Then I split runnin down the
block
No sense of dick made them bitch made
niggaz whip out a guage
Then blaze my ribcage,
I'm dazed
on the ground hella bleeedin ass
out
I remeber seein somebody put me in a glass
house, I passed out
Then my spirit arose up out
my flesh, I'm old
No more bullet holes in my
chest
A gold vest when I awaken for Mista
Go-Tec-9 is awaitin
The Lord has no love for
playa hatin
I'm facin Shock Jesus cause I'm
the G-ist nigga to do the job right
Because
I'm trained up in that mob life
Come back
tonite strapped tonite
He said if I suceed
he'll bring my family and dead homies back to
life
A big ass eagle scooped me up then we
bails out
Flyin through the cuts goin the
secret hill route
The whole scene was a
disaster
Friday the 13th the final
chapter
Lookin niggaz wit casper the
ghost
But I float until I smoked the big
man
Slipped in quick sand
He's gonna kill
me but my spirit slipped in my body
I yelled
watch out he's gonna get me
They didn't get
me, huh, they labelled my ass 5150

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