Lyrics:
most wanted
Feds tapping on the three-way
Mama name lady tear drop
She from cedar block
I don't really do that tough talk
It'll get you popped
I'll
3:
It's not what you done, but what's done for you/or where you been but where you're going to/the cuts, the strips, the blood He bled/was covered in
know I'm federal property now
And this that "Federal Contraband" music, man, part three on the way ASAP
Free the whole Choppa Gang, free CMO
Certified
at the age of three
so don't ask me why i'm heartless son
cause I was raised by some killers
so i guess I gots to be one
I'm down for whatever
circumstances
The young lady smiled and said, it'll be greatly received
Now some folks give plenty, whilst others leave little
By the look on her face he could
Zone three Aye!
We finna crunkin' bitch up (BME!)
Show y'all what some real gangstas is at
Some of y'all niggas just dunno (G-Unit!)
I'm
lady, her blood on my lips, I said "Amen"
Put the nine to my head, pulled the hammer, held her close
Squeeze the toast, said to her, "Now unto God, we
to happen, I never dreamed
This'd be my fate, such a grotesque, murder scene
On that note, same time, the cops busted in
Kissed my lady, her blood on my
You wanna take it from the top?
Lady, you remind me of my raps on that Relapse shit
'Cause you got an ass thick as them accents
Two ass-cheek
and then she complains of not finding the tot-measure at home/
Vers 1
Bring jydie dop/ dan ry hy die vlok/ kry by my die stock/ dankbaar sysie kok/ en kry
blood,
call for Christ from above
Little lamb of the gods
My lady, now slumber
Let this life I accord soothe the horrors
They'll be pain, they'll be
shot him
Dead, in a puddle of blood he lay,
Another typical day in the streets of L. A.
Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene,
Get a phone call about a neighbor
At daylight savings time six o clock at nine
Three way conversation 40 water family member cousin
Dude did
Lady of death comes to me in my sleep
Grant me six wishes but I only need three
Please when the waves come you'll remember me
Please until that fucking
Uptight, but lazy
Upstanding young lady
You've gone off the rails again
Setting a table for dinner outside
At three in the afternoon
a gateway to heaven
All the voices I do hear only come from the reverend
Yet the message tainted by the crimson
[Verse 3: SAVE]
She a Primadonna
Wanna be
And all holographic stars align
And all holographic stars align
Three unworthy craftsman
Also known as assasins
Dressed as three hoboes
Descend down Lady
with the burna's holdin' down B-R
There lived a jealous kid that was mislead
by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead
(He said) Me and you are
Night-Crawler Entertainment
Chapter one, verse one
Gospel of Razah
All my ladies
She was a virgin until she started sleepin' with servants
Now
Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here
But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins'
sayin'?
Yo, go 'head (rip that shit)
I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
Hennessy-holders and old-school niggas, then I be
sliding by
But hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
Cause it feels so good
[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in the hood
doobies
Walk in the room like im blue cheese
Along with a couple of few G's
I noticed the ladies ask who he's, they'll loose me
They asking for wada, we
and the Senate debating this issue
And it's, it's really astonishing that in a country founded by immigrants
"Immigrant" has somehow become a bad word
So
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