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letra de laws out to get me - trinity garden cartel

[intro]
come on d, start the car
(aight d, god d-mn!)
come on man, let’s go tell the fellas what happened

[bridge]
boom boom, bumbaclaat!
what a rascally roller, never f-ck to nu-nu
the f-ckin’ laugh fall out with fi-e
leave with the bumba-rasclaat a-lulu now
so no fall-e with the p-ssy rassclaat
the lu one!

[verse 1]
alone on a dark street, bullets are bein’ fired off
streams of bodies gettin’ beatin’ and bein’ tied up
strings are gettin’ louder, so now i’m runnin’
i got 6 blocks to go, i sense gunpowder
cops are on the scene now, flashin’ their flashlights
i rented a nice f-cked up, but since i lucked up
i might as well dropple out and keep steppin’
since n0body looked for trouble
i just quickly stashed my weapon
and now i’m huntin’ for a hideout (a hideout)
somewhere to chill until this bullsh-t is died out
slaughter give the scoop (he don’t worry)
but i’ve been up for 6 days, now my vision’s gettin’ blurry
i got a warrant from the south on the policeman
slaughter, you got that picture?
(i’m-a get’cha off that corner, man)
and so i ran into a safe spot
shot to a capped at d (at d)
but, i made it, g
i jumped in a coupe, now i’m headed down a dark street
sounds and lights flashin’, duckin’ down in the back seat
a cop tried to flag us over
and frilly joe, we jumped out
popped a cap and took his bill folder
now i’m headed for the motif
but what can i say, g, them laws out to get me
[chorus]
-a few weeks in the county ain’t no big deal-
-because police always wanna harass me-
-a few weeks in the county ain’t no big deal-
-because police always wanna harass me-
-a few weeks in the county ain’t no big deal-
-because police always wanna harass me-
-a few weeks in the county ain’t no big deal-
-because police always wanna harass me-

[verse 2]
i heard a knock at the door, me and freak and a couple girls
were gettin’ bugged out in mine
but still i reached for my chrome 9
i’m steppin’ in kitchen, free, i know that you with me
if they break down the doors, i’m out of time ‘fore cuff me
if i’m dreamin’, then wake up, because i’m sweatin’ cool (cool)
in my vision they can’t catch me
’cause i’m always on a jet move
i’m in a game of checkers and i’m the checkmate
steadily tryin’ to stay away, thinkin’ about my headache
yo, thinkin’ about my headache, on the shelf i see pills
i’m thinkin’ about poppin’, i see laws and i’m droppin’ ’em
no one can stop ’em, and in my vision i see laws with the cuffs
so on my wrist they be lockin’ ’em
then i ran through an alley and saw a chopper
it swooped down low, it was a ho, i’m ready to pop up
and so i dash into this empty house
and now i’m pacin’ the floor like a jess in a polo and so
sittin’ in the dark, man, that’s f-cked up (f-cked up)
and every other minute start a-strikin’ up my match up
and threw up a cloud of see me, huh
but what can i say, d, them laws out to get me
[chorus]
-a few weeks, few weeks-
-because police always wanna harass me-
-a few weeks in the county ain’t no big deal-
-because police always wanna harass me-

[verse 3]
i’m up early in the morning, fiends tryin’ to free base
i’m runnin’ like a mack truck, cops got descriptions
of my face of revery town, and d-ck, i’m dodgin’ ’em
i waitin’ until this gank house, so i can rob ’em
but slaughter’s on the 7 mile radius, sayin’
“f-ck ’em, jack these motherf-ckers for the grams” and i love it
so we set up a block, late in the park when it’s dark
a brother pulled out a key, i put a hole in his nervous heart
he dropped a gank meet, he filled the bag up with bakin’ soda
they find him in the park with his gun and his bad odor
next to his body i wrote “you f-cked up”
now i got a date with his family, g
he sold me some bad cut
i broke out of town, left my hood for a while
now only sh-t happen, you still believe i’m a juvenile?
but cops harass me, the county’s my backyard
the brother’s out and beatin’, the county’s sayin’ “thanks, lord”
before i hit the floor i make bun, i’m on the run
catchin’ me, i can’t see (and why, d?)
them laws out to get me
[chorus]
-a few weeks in the county ain’t no big deal-
-because police always wanna harass me-
-a few weeks in the county ain’t no big deal-
-take to jail, i come back-
-a few weeks in the county ain’t no big deal-
-because police always wanna harass me-
-a few weeks in the county, county, county ain’t no big deal-
-take to jail, i come back-
-a few weeks in the county ain’t no big deal-
-because police always wanna harass me-

- trinity garden cartel

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