Lyrics:
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
yesterday it rained
"So he went down to the liquor store
"And by noon he felt no pain
"I came in an hour late then I let his supper burn
"Well he hit
Cause I be crazy, psycho call me the murder man
Hustla, balla put you in the funeral parlor 911 in your pager
And haul you, and when you call back you
their brains on the wall, when I brawl
Too late for that 911 call
Niggas stay beefing but a lot of them bluffing
But not me because I'ma nigga that can
movin' belong to me
That component set was given to me
By a pimp buddy of mine disco d
He told me frisco e
This here gone be
The baddest pimp nigga
and froze in the face of disaster
And stood silent while terrorization took hostage of the world
In a mire of hypocrisy, the UN ignored sex crimes by its
the law
Demons in my cell, it's just me, all alone
Takin' everything to trial, nigga, we goin' home
I was taught by OGs to never speak on the phone
So
of dope
My cigar full of loud
I'm laced up to the fucking floor
The Porsche Carrera, Panamera, 911
I do the whole dash, dropping all cash
Gutter
a whiskey, whoa
Would've left this world behind
Just to wake up by your side
Every mornin' I
Would've sold my soul for a little more time mmm
Would've
going to stop hunting
Run, run, 'til you're spun, one shot, one gun
One 911 emergency, it's murder, B
It's excellent execution when I'm pulling
going to stop hunting
Run, run, 'til you're spun, one shot, one gun
One 911 emergency, it's murder, B
It's excellent execution when I'm pulling
you got that good good, I already know
Tell it by your size, I know you a dancer
Rein-derriere, I'ma call you Prancer
Booty paparazzi, pose for
of dope
My cigar full of loud
I'm laced up to the fucking floor
The Porsche Carrera, Panamera, 911
I do the whole dash, dropping all cash
Gutter
We in the time of our lives baby
Turn the music up, Primetime
Yeah, primetime, beat by Dion, our third eon
That's what the fuck we on
Mo'
Intrigued by the speed of a 911 Porsche? "But of course"
Still screaming Behold a Pale Horse
Watch my flame turn green like a Promethean torch
Pay no child
(someone please call 9-1-1)
But if they ever get the watch on my left arm
I'ma have more bury than that guy Stephon
First they put that white seed over
(someone please call 9-1-1)
but if they ever get the watch on my left arm
ima have more bury than that guy stephon
first they put that white seed over you
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?
[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?
Lit it up, like the 4th
feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her, "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm
Raindrop, Bentley Mulsanne, I'm insane, bitch (yeah)
Cocaine, white diamonds on a black chain, bitch
Porsche 911 GT3 when I lane switch
Fuckin'
a millionaire by the time school ends.
Fuck my life on the run
Just to walk i should stay strapped
This the life of a convict.
The blunts in rotation
Thee
is run by, could only be one guy
And that be who but 'Kiss, no security
The burner and some niggas that I grew up with
And the brand new 911, fuck
understand one thing
I do great field work plus I'ma boss too
Loyalty is hard to come by
Why'all know who the streets is run by, could only be one guy
nothing to do today
So what i'm a do im a bust on tha cops
Shoot tha street lights out on the block dial 911 sit back and watch
I can hear them sirens
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