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g-mo skee - legion of doom lyrics

[verse 1: g-mo skee]
b-tch
this ain’t halloween but i’ve got a scream mask
we ain’t trick or treating but my n-ggas finna bring bats
break into your crib, take your things fast
and leave with everything except the sega dreamcast
i don’t play that sh-t
i’m on some payback sh-t
the choppa’ll make your f-cking maybach flip
i’m barbarian
burying n-ggas under my bars
until i’m the head n-gga in charge of large areas
turn your b-tch -ss into a white angel
take you off the map like the bermuda triangle
eighteen months for your mouth
better do your timetables
nine mc’s and we all rhyme fatal
able to see through you like a sonogram
you probably got a lot to hide like [?]
you wanna dance with the inf gang
but we don’t dance with hermaphrodites
go get your b-tch man!

[chorus: n0be]
we out for the criminal loot
anybody get in the way then we’re lifting they roof
look in my eyes if you missing the truth
it’s for real
you can feel
we just giving ’em proof
you can see why we’re out for the criminal loot
anybody get in the way then we’re lifting they roof
look in my eyes if you missing the truth
it’s for real
you can feel
we just giving ’em proof

[verse 2: n0be]
i’m at wells fargo with an invisible truth
with an angry demeanor and a pistol to boot
i’m in line with the nine, yes i grip it to shoot
i ain’t big but this b-tch better give me the loot
on some romper room sh-t, trying to get this cali pay
these school loans stacking up thanks to sally may
i approach the counter and smile at the teller
but i’ve got cruel intentions like sarah mich-lle geller
she humming to herself:
“my b-tch bad looking like a bag of money”
i said b-tch you see this bag? well give me all the d-mn money
she screamed while her lips quivering too
security guard behind me pulled his pistol to shoot
i c-cked the hammer back, intent on getting this
the pig said: “i’m going to shoot if you don’t start listening”
(oh my god!)
until he felt the cold barrel on his head
it was g-mo he said
“motherf-cker you dead”

[verse 3: j. cash]
before i pull this trigger told ’em tell me where the money at
i got this close to you so your life i guess you owe me that
cooperation’s everything, hurry up no time to waste
i’m here to send a message so i wasn’t trying to hide my face
it’s fine to say
time and place
combination, punch it in
if i don’t catch you slipping then we going at the next of kin
presidents is relevant
evidence not left behind
hesitant i’ve never been
hurry up and start crying
five minute window time’s ticking
and my finger’s itching
knew what you was into should’ve listened to your intuition
driver parked outside
and his patience growing real thin
as soon as i’m inside
it’s the last face you see again
home invasion
sh-ll casings
stole the pride
i’m taking lives
see that invitation on my side?
that’s a forty-five
stay quiet, don’t make a sound
checking to see if neighbors ’round
knocking like i’m ups
tell them boys to hit the ground

- g mo skee lyrics

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