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crimewave 5150 - 2st lyrics

jsnmsk
yeah uh uh uh yea
lock on the cage broke
devil get awoke
when the mask get provoked
got a chopper but the safety on the k broke
n-gg- i don’t need that slide a hammer back and let it smoke
n-gg-s plotting on the mask
wanna see me in a hurse
demons in my ear but i ain’t givin up first
praying on ya down fall wanna see me at my worst
prayers go unanswered now you feel like you been cursed
cause these p-ssy n-gg-s get no sympathy
give a b-tch a pistol full of bullets imma pull it till its empty
don’t cover my face and i hope he remember me
shoot him and diss his set insult to injury
at my mommas house a n-gg- sleepin on the couch and it feel like i ain’t got a way out
[how you livin n-gg-?]
i been tryin to be a good man but i still got enemies
keep a pistol in my hand
[do yo cripin n-gg-]
turnt up in the m-th- f-ckin set no s on my chest and no bullet proof vest n-gg-
[no vest n-gg-]
uh no vest n-gg-
5150 be the set n-gg-

dez yusuf
old bone couple hundred b-tches in my old phones
n-gg- think they deaf everything they do is so-so
cheap talk spell it out for him like a c walk you a no go f-ckin up the rodough?
all my dogs goin up no pixar
from the gutta my granny said id be a big star
big boy n-gg-s know i never been a gym star been sharp all you n-gg-s know i keep a gem star
in the function like f-ck it get my d-ck sucked in a punk house
with a punk b-tch tell her suck this till i bust nuts then i bust out
keep calm or get snuffed out
no friends just hennesy rip mention me as a enemy
eastside weirdo n-gg-s gone remember me
f-ck this b-tch diss his set insult to ingury
at it like an addict turnin money to a habbit n-gg- i been tryin to get it all day
[how you livin n-gg-?]
f-ck 12 and a 9 to 5 [wooo]
min wage really go a n-gg- feelin like a slave
[whats the difference n-gg-?]
b-tch i got pills if you lookin for a thrill we can trade cause im lookin for a pay
do yo business n-gg-
i got to get it n-gg-, you got to get it n-gg-

jsnmsk
plenty of my n-gg-s done died in a hail of gunfire
only reason i survived cuz i never confide in a n-gg-
m-th- f-ckas say they love me but they lied to a n-gg-
drag around my pain its tied to a n-gg-
semi automatic hunting riffel in the back of the suburban
reaper keep the wheels turnin
msk keep a flame leavin enemies burnin
5150 till death for certain
east side n-gg- no peace sign n-gg-
if you ain’t with the sh-ts you can’t be my n-gg-
real loreapers keep the talkin to a minimum
pull out the pistol put hollow tips into him
never been scared half of my n-gg-s dead
only thing left for me to do is get bread
god be with you if you comin for me cuz i chop n-gg-s down habbitually

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