Battle Royale feat. Panther (VIP Mix) — Apashe， Panther | караоке, мінус + текст пісні

Hear the sound of the bells, but the Lord gone. And them boys unleash hell when the war's on. Blood thirsty when the dogs put their paws on. You go tell 'em that he throw a little bit of claws on. Put 'em on a battlefield's where they fit. And ignorant niggers that's tryna miss what I said, uh. Your man's a bitch, you put a purse on him. Get him whiled nigga, throw my red dust on him. I'm the general, I can be worth something. My soldiers is ready to put a black hearse on him. Bring him to the wake, break him with a requiem and throw him in the pit and throw a little bit of dirt on him. Dirt on him, dirt on him. Trigger fingers in the air, put a little work on him. Work on him, put a little work on him. Trigger finger- Put a li- Work on him, put a little work on him. Trigger finger in the air, I put a little dirt on him. Hear the sound of the bells, but the Lord gone. And them boys unleash hell when the war's on. Blood thirsty when the dogs put their paws on. You go tell 'em that he throw a little bit of claws on. Put 'em on a battlefield's where they fit. And ignorant niggers that's tryna miss what I said, uh. Your man's a bitch, you put a purse on him. Get him whiled nigga, throw my red dust on him. I'm the general, I can be worth something. My soldiers is ready to put a black hearse on him. Bring him to the wake, break him with a requiem and throw him in the pit and throw a little bit of dirt on him. Put a li- Work on him, put a little work on him. Trigger finger in the air, I put a little dirt on him.