Jimmy Hoffa (feat. 607)

Lil Tankie

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Make him an offer
Or make him Jimmy Hoffa
We get it popping
We trying to fill the coffers
What's the bidness
How much
Is they copping
Ain't no stopping
Big body blades
Is chopping
Your roll should be slow
I learned
What the streets know
I fear no main
Crack your shit
Like Cobain
Cut like cocaine
Leave your ass
A blood stain
My Niggas stay trained
Steppers who
Don't refrain
If you fearful
The bogey man
Might hear you.
He getting nearer (death)
Don't glance
Into the mirror (Yes)
Night's like this
We'd play like this
You'd pray we miss.
But prey get hit
Leave your body
Preg-a-nent.
We communists
So we make sure
We sharing clips
Shell casings
Showing fingerprints
That's evidence
When the cops come
We ain't saying shit.
We survivors
You some
Nine to fivers
Don't let em dare you
Nothing could
Prepare you
We will Au Pair you
No one will
Repair you
You looking awful
Like somebody
Gone off you
Make him an offer
Make him an offer
Make him an offer
Or make him
Jimmy Hoffa
I feel like the weather
Peaceful rage
Energy like I been sleep for days
Steady heartbeat and a needful gaze
Psycho tsunami so keep your waves
Impact your life with the violence,
Of a thousand car crashes
Wild and unpassionate
No apathy in my silence
I'm a dark circumstance
Don't get mad at math and
Omit the fact you mothafuckas knew that I'd only come if you called me (WOOH)
Gratification went fast now I'm on yo ass -killin you softly- not in my plans
I feel like god wit this knot in my pants
I feel like Zeus-
Lightning gone strike your snipers on the roof
Pay me in flesh, blood, bone, tooth
Malnutritioned but I made a position strictly from the fat of the land
And nurtured my theories with endless sobriety bitch I won't budge on my stance
I cycle through you like sheep do offbeat gurus, advance;
And wipe the tears from ya kids soft cheeks with yo blood on my hands
They think we playing
Ain't go be escaping.
It's a break in
Your collar bones is breaking.
Here for the taking.
My Niggas find a way in
No mistaking
What the scales are saying
Powder weigh-in
We gone stage a lay in
Bring the AK'S
We know where his folks stay
It's not ok
Bloody gloves like OJ
We doing goon shit
F*ck up the whole room shit
Hide the bodies
Tear apart the shotties
Where the thotties?
I need to touch somebody.
Niggas figure
Bigger dicks a
Come into the picture
But I'm the only n*gger
That She ever gone get with
Maybe it's vigor
So maybe you should could come
Up with a figure.
Make me an offer.
Or we gonna Come getcha

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Written by: Adrian Tillman, Amoja Sumler

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