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letra de fuck five-o - dj squeeky

[chorus: ?]
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets

[verse 1: premo]
shoot ’em up mane, it’s time to toss a cross at the mirrors
i got my glizzock c-cked and i won’t stop for you [?] block, you blue boys
[?] hit the gas, got a n-gga paranoid
with all your noid, makin’ me do the dash
and wrap my sh-t around a popo, f-ck that five-o
it’s time to let you know, [?] n-ggas, [?] go
i done cl!ckin’ about the k!ller b-tch with a badge on his chest
them hollowtips, they won’t [?] gotta send them cop-k!llers one of your [?] vest
and let you feel the pain that you bring to my hood
we [?] better with your sh-t, the streets as i’ve understood
[?] now my n-ggas down, word a mouth
you better call for backup, ’cause it’s time to claim my n-gga 1-8-7
got the chrome thang for your popo, yo mo [?] can’t hang
we count the ammo, you and d let’s go and get them hoes
now draw a line, let me see which one of you b-tches gon’ pop your nuts
[?]
[?] for all of you tricks
my n-ggas hit the block and c-ck your glocks and [?] them bricks
[?] back on their ass
[?] and i ain’t goin’ for this [?]
[?] refugee, [?] me
[?] so you best to bring it on
a group of pigs, [?]
[chorus: ?]
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets

[verse 2: mac kile]
i’m screamin’ murderer, assassin, wanna k!ll me ’cause i’m black and
the five-o best to back up of a real n-gga d-ck, ‘fore the glock get to blastin’
hollowtips, turnin’ them blue boys red
you got my n-ggas [?] f-cked up, now feel this hot lead to your head
seventeen [?] goin’ out to all you fake ass cops
you f-ck with real k!llers, get that motherf-ckin’ ass popped
ain’t no motherf-ckin’ cop sh-t, all of you b-tches can suck my d-ck
trick, you got some ana to pick, put down the bags and the gun, b-tch
we’re k!llers, believe me, [?] body bag
[?] black men, with the blue flag
[?] on my nuts, tickin’ for yayo, n-gga have no, [?] stepbro
before i [?]
gunshots your block
[?] ready to untie sh-lls, straight to h-ll
[?] what the h-ll
so what you want to do, not what i got in mind
because i’m thinkin’ about [?] punk-ass with my nine
seventeen times (k!ller, i’m k!ller)
buckshots be heard (yo mama in the river)
the n-ggas [?]
and if ya blue boys don’t know, the nine milimeter will teach ya
my n-ggas watch your back, the quicker [?] be schemin
and when these b-tches k!ll me, mac kile gon’ die screamin’
[chorus: ?]
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets
f-ck five-o, n-gga we don’t want no peace
the n-ggers run the streets

- dj squeeky

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