| Lyrics: | You don't wanna see these murder guys,
Princess cuts hurt ya eyes,
Got tha chicks that
work them thighs,
Pull the top back on the prowler,
Like tha car aint circumcised
Burglarize hoes,
Leave ya eyes closed,
Bricks in my truck while I ride slow,
Smoke yo fire dro,
No repercussions,
He was disgusting,
Turn my volume under
ten,
To keep my speakers from busting,
If them people come rushin,
Can't say I froze,
Won't open the doors,
Bout time they caught up,
I done exposed of my outer clothes,
Car in tha garage,
I say good God,
My day was hard,
Call two freaks up for tha
mnage trios,
Parlaying hard,
Sade was suave
When we was screwing,
Sheets was
ruin
If beef is brewing,
I'mma put slugs deep into,
Money they be pursuing,
The
nerve of these jealous bastards fo hatin,
Master my patience,
Them custom wood grain
caskets is waitin,
Passion for satin
They must have
Gave them a blood bath
Had
to show them who really holdin shit down wit they tuff ass,
We alias
They wishin they be
us,
Cant three eighty us,
Cause we'll wreck everything within a ten-block radius,
When ya see me betta speak with love,
Or leak some blood,
I got connections with all
type of BM, Chiefs, and GOVS
Deeply plugged who gotta retire from crime
Bout to hit that
big lick
So we gonna pull it
[CHORUS]
One last time
I got some good news man,
Some good news,
We gone come up if we just make this quick move
Lay it all on the
line,
Hit'em in the body and da dome,
Left tha after party wit tha chrome
Come up wit
a milly
Soon as everybody know that I'm gone - |
