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get ’em, uh, what, what, say f-ck the cops n-gg-
f-ck the cops n-gg- thugged out what get ’em

juvenile as a child but goin’ to the pen as men
either rawkus isle four shone or san quinn
where my life end f-ck doin’ time in the pen
i’d rather die f-ck time in the pen secret indictment

i’m strikin’ like lightning in the fast lane
introduced to the crack game by n-gg- jermaine
and get your scratch man
the gats came, the leather gloves and ski masks came

and then the lake on the slaps came
ain’t a d-mn thang to it, do fool we just gon’ do it
get em for the kilos and embalming fluid
i’m a do it but since i’m new to it

ask that n-gg- why you don’t do it
he said hey yo that’s the n-gg- i’m cool with
i fool with on the peruv sh-t, but dude’s sick, drunk off two fifths
he showed me where the kilos is hidden at exclusive

but ’cause i knew sh-t n-body lose sh-t
they ruthless but if i do the lick n-gg- we screw sh-t
so if you gon’ do it, let me know
you let me know what to do with this sh-t when i get it

meet me at texaco and then we’ll flee get away fly to mexico
cancun the lampoon with the fileco
illegal drug life we’ll live the thug life
ever since a kid when my father used to sniff the white

in front of me look what you’ve done to me
your son is gonna be a thug
until they put one in me or i’m a see my blood
i need to bust f-ckin’ with the n-gg-s rein up

soon as we get this lick n-gg-s gon’ be seein’ us
hop in the gm truck then pull up to the spot
not knowin’ it’s bein’ watched by cops
still i creep up the stairs with the glock hot

kicked down the door
where the n-gg- hides the money at, i hit his bedroom drawers
for sho’ money galore n-gg- i scored
snatch a lotta gs put it in my socks and the wallabys

got the kis out the bas-m-nt left his his sh-t vacant
but the cops had a n-gg- on surveillance
they let me take sh-t they didn’t raid sh-t
but finally watch a n-gg- make that illegal exchanges

listen yeah, n-gg- i told yo motherf-ckin’ -ss
this was a sweet -ss lick, throw that sh-t in motherf-ckin’ trunk fool
let’s ride to this motherf-ckin’ telly and get up with these hoes

that was an easy lick put the kicks in his whip
then we hit the hotel six to split the chips
police will get this sh-t crunk
called the n-gg- that we robbed told ’em, we’d rob ’em now it’s big funk

and n-gg-s like him be waitin’ for sh-t to jump with the pump
get your ump throw the b-tch in the trunk with the b-mp
then the police told him where we stay
think we got a smooth getaway parlay

drinkin’ alize and crysti with these bad b-tches drippin’ on the floor
’til some n-gg- kicked down the door
and screamed any last wishes in a ski mask trippin’ and mack grippin’
all we had was two gats hidden

one in the bathroom one in the kitchen the ho that was trippin’
started cryin’ he slapped her -ss and said stop bicthin’
now y’all listen give me all the chickens
before a n-gg- could mention anything he shot my n-gg- in the back

called him a rat and slapped him with a gat
he blew the b-tches wig back clack clack
unload put a new clip back clack clack
aimed the gat at me asked me where the crack at

you know we had to stash that said it’s in the kitchen in a knap sack
hey, let me show you don’t do no funny moves or i’ll blow you
i know you it’s over here he seen the peru
i grabbed the tech twenty-two out the drawer c-cked it back and blew

his f-ckin’ brains on the wall grabbed the caine, f-ck the broads
tried to leave out the hotel room and seen the laws pull up
‘freeze put your hands up or we’re comin in with tear gas’
sh-t, i ran back in the hotel room stashed the cash

and the slapsticks and you know through the gl-ss came the gas
bombs and motherf-ckers sprayed like saddam hussein
it came to this b-tch cops is dangerous
chokin’ could barely breathe no air police everywhere

so i crawled in the bathroom hide in there
plus i got a five in there, come out or we’re comin’ in
put his sight in the air but i’m not goin’ alive

i swear i’ll blast myself, no son, n-gg- back up all, y’all back up
i’m puttin’ this gun to my motherf-ckin’ head, no put that gun down son
no, i’m puttin’ it in my mouth, you don’t wanna do that, back up back up
no man, it’s in my mouth, no you ain’t gon’ do no time, back up

you ain’t did nothin’ yet, i’m i’m a pull pull the trigger
put that gun down, you ain’t done nothin’, you ain’t done nothin’
it’s the end of the albulation i don’t give a f-ck
you got too much to live for you, don’t wanna do that’ i’m ready to die

naw, naw, please man take the gun down
back up, no, no, don’t do it man, back up
don’t do it, no, no, back up n-gg-, d-mn shot himself
someone call an ambulance 911

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