Lurkin
Og Grip
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A bunch of niggas Chilling all on the block Somebody bout to get shot You can tell By the way them niggas move Huddle up then disperse When they see the cops Everybody know Them niggas mean business Nobody do a damn thang Nobody do a damn thang Niggas trying to Keep they brain They Lurkin 4-5 in the morning When you niggas all sleeping (Lurkin) Early in the morning When ur baby momma creeping (Lurkin) When them niggas pull up Right next to your door Pistols hanging out And they bout to let'm blow Go (you know) They Lurkin (Im bout to go kill this nigga) Saw him out the window In the front Ran through the building With a pump Big ass hoodie on my face Them niggas Don't want no funk All that shit You were talking yesterday Im bout to see the nigga What he want Im bout to ask the nigga What he want Then I'm bout to Give that nigga what he want Walk through the door With a mug On my face Dolo (dolo) Just in case a nigga wanna flex Im solo Feet hanging all out the whip He don't know though Ran up on him (up on him) Kinda slow though Put the pistol right to his chin (Pop) Face and Manolo (Gone) Niggas don't know when to end Or let it go so What you do I reload Then what Take four more I get low Nigga can't afford 2 see the popo (Bitch) A bunch of niggas Chilling all on the block Somebody bout to get shot You can tell By the way them niggas move Huddle up then disperse When they see the cops Everybody know Them niggas mean business Nobody do a damn thang Nobody do a damn thang Niggas trying to Keep they brain They Lurkin 4-5 in the morning When you niggas all sleeping (Lurkin) Early in the morning When ur baby momma creeping (Lurkin) When them niggas pull up Right next to your door Pistols hanging out And they bout to let'm blow Go (you know) They Lurkin (Im bout to go kill this nigga) Homeboy had a M16 7 fully loaded clips What you mean I could tell That he needed some green So i told the mutha fucka That I had 16 You can get it in the am smooth All you gotta do is come through All you gotta do is come through Then we make it Do what it do Meet me at the homegirls crib (For sure) Dupont north side shit Be careful Cause she gonna have her kids So you know That we gotta be swift Meet me at the back door shit (Shit) Then we hung up (Hung up) When he came through Me and my niggas We pulled a gun up Run it All in his pockets Took a nigga chains And his guns and shit Was it fun shit Was it business No it was blood shit Nigga robbed my cousin So he ended F*ck him
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Written by: Monroe Dunbar
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