3 Stripe Killaz
Made Men
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I'll be that sacrafical dog nigga Cowboy, Made Men, thug nigga Specialize through the job nigga Three hundred and fifity seven degrees Fahrenheit on the thermostat When I burn the clap at night, Star War Millennium guns, titanium Strap bombs on my back like them Iranians Surgacial gloves, murderin' thug Get the worst when I bug this verse in a slug Blaze wit eight clips, rip like some shit off the Matrix Boston, state of mine, stay sick Live rounds, five pounds of heat yo 'Cause most of ya'll killas ain't down to beat Spit digital depth, studio crime, shitty flow My dirty work get you murk in my Simi yo Twice style bring it foul to ya life style Floss in my neck of (Yo!) da woods (Yo!) I put your lights out (Yo!) I throw my grees high, Red black silver tab Levi, stay high Buy the around in a gray five I call my niggas on my hands feet, voice recanition Recognize by high park camition My black be hat, tilted a lil' to the left Maniac Boston Mass. nigga modo life or death I'm blowin' hash 'til my very last breath And I won't stop buckin' 'til there's no one left Spit the hot shit for niggas on the block down on rock shit All about money and skins, and burnt chocolate Three stripe killaz out the gates of Boston Run up on this, run wit caution Out of town Roxbury niggas blust shots South Van High Park stay hot J.P. Dorchester smoke trees Providence Springfield niggas toke heat Fedaralli most wanted, P.P.V. most tonted Try to put my head in a gotlent I'm off pro V, roll freely in a 850 And bang my own shit in my CD deck Wit ten thou worth of ice around my neck 'Cause I have to pay the price for the love and respect I walk through the bricks of Kevlar, long sleeve 'Cause ain't no honor amongst thieves Mad raps runnin' for cheese and get caught in the trap Suspect 'til prospect for guns and ones I represent for crooks, killers and dope dealers See live hustlers turn to job squealers Can't hold water so they pissed on a nigga Caught in a quiz now, go figa My mind setters get the paper and jet And anybody in the way will gettin' wet Or help for a Hanson ransom, if they won't pay Blast 'em, we mash 'em wit four pounds With devices that silence the sound With no faces, no trace or no plates Spit the hot shit for niggas on the block down on rock shit All about money and skins, and burnt chocolate Three stripe killaz out the gates of Boston Run up on this, run wit caution Out of town Roxbury niggas blust shots South Van High Park stay hot J.P. Dorchester smoke trees Providence Springfield niggas toke heat Spit the hot shit for niggas on the block down on rock shit All about money and skins, and burnt chocolate Three stripe killaz out the gates of Boston Run up on this, run wit caution New York Cali motherfuckers bust shots New Orleans Tennessee niggas stay hot D.C. Philly motherfuckers smoke trees Detroit Carolina niggas toke heat Out of town Roxbury niggas blust shots South Van High Park stay hot J.P. Dorchester smoke trees Providence Springfield niggas toke heat New York Cali motherfuckers bust shots New Orleans Tennessee niggas stay hot D.C. Philly motherfuckers smoke trees Detroit Carolina niggas toke heat
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Written by: Y, JALIL HUTCHINS, JOHN RIVAS, MATTHEW SELIGMAN, THOMAS DOLBY
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