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dj squeeky - f ** k five-o lyrics

[chorus: ?]
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets

[verse 1: premo]
shoot ’em up mane, it’s time to toss a cross at the mirrors
i got my glizzock c+cked and i won’t stop for your row block, you blue boys
how you figure i gon’ hit the gas, you got a n+gga paranoid
with all your noid, makin’ me do the dash
and wrap my sh+t around a popo, f+ck that five+o
it’s time to let you know, [?] n+ggas, [?] go
i done cl!ckin’ about the k!ller b+tch with a badge on his chest
thеm hollowtips, they won’t do, gotta send them cop+k!llеrs one of your vp vest
and let you feel the pain that you bring to my hood
we done better with your sh+t, the streets as i’ve understood
and always watch where you’re walkin’
now my n+ggas down, word a mouth
you better call for backup, ’cause it’s time to claim my n+gga 1+8+7
got the chrome thang for your popo, yo mo they can’t hang
we count the ammo, you and d let’s go and get them hoes
now draw a line, let me see which one of you b+tches gon’ pop your nuts
and crawl the danger zone, and get blown, down the kingdom come
a [?] is what i got for all of you tricks
my n+ggas hit the block and c+ck your glocks and [?] slang them bricks
and don’t be bothered by the f+ckin’ narcs, with the [?] back on their ass
’cause ain’t no rules in the streets [?] the k!ller is so [?]
and i ain’t goin’ for this six and three, [?] let me [?]
and my refugee, tellin’ me, thinkin’ that i’m slippin’
but this [?] is just like [?] tight, so you best to bring it on
a group of pigs, sent to h+ll, ask my n+gga [?]
[chorus: ?]
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets

[verse 2: mac kile]
i’m screamin’ murderer, assassin, wanna k!ll me ’cause i’m black and
the five+o best to back up of a real n+gga d+ck, ‘fore the glock get to blastin’
hollowtips, turnin’ them blue boys red
you got my n+ggas [?] f+cked up, now feel this hot lead to your head
seventeen [?] goin’ out to all you fake ass cops
you f+ck with real k!llers, get that motherf+ckin’ ass popped
ain’t no motherf+ckin’ cop sh+t, all of y’all b+tches can suck my d+ck
trick, you got some ana to pick, put down the bags and the gun, b+tch
we’re k!llers, believe me, you’re fitted inside of a body bag
[?] toe+tag, [?] the black men, with the blue flag, no death acts
feelin’ on my nuts, ticklin’ for yayo, n+gga have no, better stepbro
before i pull the double [?]
glock, knock, gunshots on your block
ready to untie sh+lls, why you sendin’ n+ggas, straight to h+ll
[?] is my pockets, where ya b+tches can’t f+ck with this pimp sh+t
[?] to dig, slangin’ bricks, all about how b+tch
so what you want to do, not what i got in mind
because i’m thinkin’ about [?] punk+ass with my nine
seventeen times (k!ller, i’m k!ller)
buckshots be heard (yo mama in the river)
the n+ggas out the structs [?]
and if ya blue boys don’t know, the nine milimeter will teach ya
my n+ggas watch your back, the quicker that kile be schemin
and when these b+tches k!ll me, mac kile gon’ die screamin’
[chorus: ?]
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets
f+ck five+o, n+gga we don’t want no peace
the n+ggas run the streets

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