Hugo Luna & JP Zavala - Negro Ops текст песни

I bought Call of Duty about a month ago,
Got into the game, now I play it on the go.
I get all these requests from people like The Rock,
Babe not now, get your head up off my Cock.

Blastin' the noobs from left left to right,
Got my M-16 strapped with my red dot sight,
Yeah I'm playing like a champ you can't reach my level,
Go back to Pac-Man --back to Super Nintendo.


If you want a one on one,
alright then lets go
But don't start cryin' when your,
guts are on the floor



3-60 or on a PS3,
My kill-streak's 25, --It makes no diference to me,

Go ahead and camp, here's some ma-marshmellows
Best regards to your mother, here's a hello.

Pullin' on my trigger send out the spyplanes
I'm headin' for the win cause' you know I've got game,
Runnin-runnin down the stairs, away from Zom-bitches (Bitches)
No need for hacks, no need for stupid glitches. (Glitches)


If you want a one on one,
alright then lets go
But don't start cryin' when your,
guts are on the floor


If you want a one on one,
alright then lets go
But don't start cryin' when your,
guts are on the floor