Lyrics:
We're live in Marin City
Joining the manhunt for
The four suspects in the Marin City massacre
Where six police officers and
Three informants have
later i got em butt naked at me pad
So anyways let me see your lil nasty half
The games have began you ready for that back e crack
Then hit the room
It's just something bout the moon and the stars
And the dark blue sky that turns me on
I be chillin' in the day by the time somthing down
Gotta get
shoot till the shit is done
And I got a murder one when it’s raining outside I’m burning something
When it rains man it’s storm you better go shoot
doors
Like Uber nigga, we pilin' all of your whores
On the canopy my stamina be
Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry ain't afraid to carry
another
Fed blew his sack
Feds cooking drugs? Oh shit the irony
The same crooked motherfuckers try to
Bring everyone down besides me
I break down the door
I wasn’t really looking for
anything more than a night of (woooh)
When I got shown to the door
Her kiss goodbye was politeness
Well, I shoulda
on that liquor get you killed quicker better tone it down for me lil nigga And hurry and stop that
Before I up that Glock put the beam where ya top
Listen to the tale I tell
a haunting dream I know so well
When walking home alone one night
my path revealed by candlelight
Ahead I see an open door
O'Hara
Got this bad B from Ghana
Top floors, calamari for starter
I gotta stay humble
There are times that I paid a few pens for a charger
Have you
I'ma give all why y'all something, word up
Word up, all my live cats out there gonna love me for this one
They goin' be like,
"Yo you, you need
for them today
Cuz once class ends
I'll be camping out by my locker
At the end of the F wing
Patiently Waiting to shoot every Kid
In the head
As soon
the reflective
Panel and killing
The informant with his job complete
He put on his white mask and fled
The scene by rappelling down the building
Back to the Cicada
(Yeah you know me) 3X
Who's down with OPP (All the homies)
As for the ladies, OPP means something gifted
The first two letters are the same but the last
OPP (Yeah you know me) [Repeat: x3]
Who's down with OPP (All the homies)
As for the ladies, OPP means something gifted
The first two letters are
know a ton
Of followers in Instagram
And I’m a f star using filters
If you can just shoot me for my life-style?
Hi hey sir point How are you?
You
I get and that's to leave and run away
But my pride and badge I wear won't let me live this way
And if I stay the three have bragged they'll add me
[Shoota Ringz]
I'll give you the world, nothing more to say
I'm good at breaking doors down, nothing in my way
You want it? then it's yours now, I've
Ayo, for real, look, let me just say this
I wanna say I love Def Jam, Def Jam changed my fucking life
There's definitely some fuckboys in that
bullets one by one
Don’t think, don’t hesitate
Take sight, shoot straight
The dark is chasing you
On Hunters Avenue
Be free
It’s a rule number three
No
back
Scott texted me to say he'd have a look at the TV for me
But I laid it down telling him to fuck right off chap
Phoned this company out the yellow
floor to ceiling
So hungry for this shit it's hard to get a meal in
Deposit just hit I'm like what a feeling
I'm doing something right they're paintin' me
you walk
In the door first look at the store clerk
She's older than George Burns!
Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch
Can you afford to blow this
Duck and Sally inside
They're cooking for the down five
Who're staring at Miss Rayon
Who's busy licking up her pig pen
I'm searching for my
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