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As we roll over With the whole squad hoverin Creep down your street, better go undercover Weird clown bleed, you later found out each other Frankfurter, finish it off homie Wayne looking for his lost robin Went to Malaysia, hobin jang hobin I still ain't a G, still a kid Meet MC Hammer, steal legit And I get rid of it Two cups of green coffee In your office Waitin to slaughter, the best thing to let you off is Nail a thousand tack on your coffin See this ain't supposed to be about murder But since you bout to manopose, what else better? You on my throat like chloraseptic EM, take the track that I sent in Cause this boogeyman, like a devil in satin Bro, what you looking at, Where's the hand you lend me? This ain't some candy land, homie So nothing's sweet Unless the dream you havin When you thought you were in heaven (Hook) Sincerely from my heart I'm in your living room, gettin in ain't hard Second chance given But you still mad Stephen? Over a heist years ago that sent you straight to prison? Two hours and you still don't realise my presence I bought you a present Just a friend thing called gun Let me give you a little taste on it, before you do crime We're partners, two top gunners Always on our prime Now you framed me? You met cops, and went over the top Just to let our career flop? I never thought this bullet will drop On your chest But there's no chance I have left Now you apologise? Right hand pulling my pants, Another one calling for help? Well, I'm dumb to not notice That you obviously called the police I'm sorry I had to do this (Hook)
Writer(s): Michael Phillip Littleton, Courtney S Shanks, Bradley Ryan Shanks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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