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letra de lock shit down (raw mix) - dark skinned assassin

[intro]
(inaudible)

[verse 1: dark skinned assassin]
yo, who’s that n-gga right there?
where? that n-gga right there!
the n-gga with the black timbos and army gear
i don’t know trooper, yo he standin’ on your stoop
clockin’ loot, maybe my man don’t know the scoop
f-ck that, it’s time for me to dead that issue
well if he diss you, i’m l!ckin’ off like a missile
yo kid, got nothin’ against n-ggas makin’ money
but money i’m no dummy, something’s kinda funny
this is my home, my zone, you’re a stranger
and when i see a stranger in my zone, that’s danger
anger makes me hot, get the glock, blow up the spot
this is my block kid and i got sh-ts locked
first and last warnin’ or sh-t gets thick
i gotta get thе green too duke so warm my d-ck
what? sh-t’s on, he flexеs, run to the trunk of the lexus
guns blaze like waco texas
he catches it, one in his arm, drops his gat
that’s that, what up? peel his f-ckin’ cap back
[chorus]
lock sh-t, lock, lock, lock sh-t down
lock sh-t, lock sh-t, lock sh-t down

[verse 2: dark skinned assassin]
[?] years since i murdered that n-gga
met a few b-tches and my pockets got bigger
i figured it was time for me to expand, get with the next man
form a clan, breakin’ [?] across the land
lock sh-t down by square blocks and dead cops
that enter my war zone, me in the center
attention troops, there’s loot to get by any means
scream ”gotta get the cream, what? gotta get the cream”
now raise your right hands and say that you solemnly swear
you make dough anyway you know every year
get the loot, somethin’ but the loose i’ll help your god
even if you gotta shoot a n-gga or get scarred

[chorus]
lock sh-t, lock, lock, lock, lock sh-t down
lock, lock, lock, lock, lock sh-t down

[verse 3: dark skinned assassin]
on the streets, sh-t is far from sweet so i gotta maintain
check any n-gga [?]
trust no man without a doubt, man will forsake you
n-ggas watch them gold digger b-tches, they’ll break you
i’m caught up, can’t escape the caper
i’ll never taper off, goin’ all out for the paper
but jiggy’s diggin’ me, checkin’ my st–z on the downlow
please i got ki’s, nothin’ could stop me from gettin’ cheese
freeze, police!
sound of the beats swings in my ear
chills run up my spine, adrenaline flow, i show no fear
take that, teflon projectile from my gat
jiggy shootin’ back, fall from back up to attack
i got a .3-8 slug in my chest
play that buddah bless, don’t let me catch a cardiac arrest
bustin’ on the cell floor, lookin’ at 10 years or more
wonderin’ how life would be poor
once upon a time, i was the man
c.o.’s treat me like a clam, the system got a n-gga locked down
[chorus]
lock, lock, lock, lock, lock sh-t, lock, lock sh-t down
lock, lock, lock sh-t, lock, lock sh-t down
lock sh-t down
lock sh-t down

- dark skinned assassin

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