sir120

http://mp3.bimg.126.net/mu_l/-5_WlmXE4Ulo6M7dph0K0A==/70931694131122812.mp3
http://www.homecomputerhelpers.com/mrwrong/brassinpocket.mp3

[al:brass knuckles]
[by:李泽昊]
[00:-4.00]nelly - chill (feat. st. lunatics)
[00:-3.00]lrc by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:-2.00]@ qq 469999131@
[00:-1.00]
yo, what you tell a muh'fucker with two black eyes?
nothin, you done already told his punk-ass twice
d, e, r, r, t, y (we back, we back, we back)
we all we got, yo, know i want y'all do?
aiyyo stand at attention, raise your right arm, salute
roll the carpet out, watch all the bloods "woot-woot"
watch the crips loc' it up, we back, we got our focus up
st. lunatics, nigga know that, know that
supreme team, if we lose you open your minds
start readin some things, we got it, holla at us, c'mon
easy with that murder murder murder, kill kill
we did that back when i was born, bill bill
but i still do the knowledge, let me give you the math
i rock a 7-and-a-half for my 7-and-a-half
i be with moses and kane abel puttin in work
i slap a nun, beat the reverend up, spit in his church
my derrty niggaz come through, we turn the heat up in june
we at the party mackin, even throw a bitch in the room
ménage-à-trois, murph' is {?}, me and law
cause we the baddest muh'fuckers that you seen thus far, so
nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down)
watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya
you really talkin wreckless right now (right now)
and we know you ain't built for that (nope)
nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down)
watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya
you really talkin wreckless right now (right now)
look, learn, listen, check it
and we know you ain't built for that (nope)
start your cars up, trick your broads out
pump your hard up, homie now put your guard up
you throw that one-two but, look how i jab you
no need you run in the derrty, homie i had to
you was doin a lot of talkin (yup) a lot of barkin
but your bite was nothin, guess you mighta been frontin
yo ain't no mic to it, city see right through it
i was born to be the shit like i was mike hewitt{?}
don't, test me though, homie i might do it
check my track record, the feelin go right to it
it was easy for me, i was born to win
you was born to hate me, you should be born again
you with mike and kevin, we with law and them
you cop american cars, we cop foreign 'em
take a look at us derrty, we put the star in them
no slow stray bullets nigga, we brett favre'n them
you gots to chill, and let your conscience be free
lil' boy, obviously y'all ain't fuckin with ky'
you see i stays real high, but i be's low-key
i'm so allergic to the line e'rybody know me
you know what?(what?) why shouldn't y'all hate?
cause y'all so half decent, we frosted flakes great
and these ain't came out yet, i know y'all so late
i smoke zips, you pop 8's, damn what a waste
my lady is so happy, yours masturbates
you wash up in a sink, nigga i bathe in a lake
the way y'all copy our style