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grave plott - the plott thickens lyrics

[verse 1: k!lla c]
imma set you off with an ear full of truth
we only carey guns that are ready to shoot
criminal list lit, bout to go belistic
10 years profet off some motherf-ckin dope sh-t
hope they play this at my indightmant
you don’t know what’s coming next boy, you should be fearing
graveplott sh-t, you know you can’t get enough
we fillin in them hoes they don’t be diggin up

[verse 2: liquid -ss-ssan]
keep my finger on the trigger, i’m keepin the trigger tucked
just some ordinary n-gg-s, my n-gg-s’ll rip it up
we riding with some k!llers, them k!llers are sick as f-ck
got a clique of gorillas, them gorillas’ll spill your guts
all it takes is a bullet, that bullet’ll split your mug
c-ck it back and i pull it, when i pull it, you’ll feel a slug
riding with k!lla, k!lla c is a k!ller
we riding with pistols, them pistols h-t ya and fill ya

[verse 3: k!lla c]
done a lot of dirt, made a lot of hurt
my d-ck gets hard when i see the blood squert
i flirt with death on a regular baissess
pray to the faces that i left no traces
guess the apple fell far from the tree
the people with the same name stay afraid of me
liquid -ss-ssan, that’s my motherf-ckin brother
but my n-gg- right there, i’ll murder your mother

[chorus: liquid -ss-ssan and k!lla c]
the plot thickens
y’all ain’t ready for this
the plot thickens
back in the form of a diss
the plot thickens
put 40 tracks in the clip
the plot thickens
the plot thickens

[verse 4: liquid -ss-ssan]
ayo the plot thickens, why would you not listen?
2 k!llers on top spittin, we leavin your top spinnin
leavin you not winnin, the mic i was god given
did a lot of sh-t, but listen i’m god forgiven
it’s grave plott, not even controversy can stop me
gotta curse me, pop the chopper if you hurt me
triled in lots of jurries
fire and fury
act like this when i’m fightin dirty
you just frontin on facebook, how you gon fight the fury?

[verse 5: k!lla c]
arested more times than the laws survived
f-ck the police, say n-body’s stopping me
i f-ckin hate cops, shake and fade cops
shoot till the heart stops, p-ss on the wet spot
hated and damanated, so i stray from the 3rd rock
mother earth will never make it through my f-ckin sh-llshock
mental and sick, i need professional help
cause the whole f-ckin world wants to see me in h-ll

[verse 6: liquid -ss-ssan]
tag team, man scream, you back lean
i blast clean, sn-tch cream, gettin that fast cheese
cash speaks, so really my habbit is cheese
you mess with me, put the gun to your -ss cheaks
i smack peeps, put you on permenant leave
pistol to your puple, give you optical surgery
you ain’t seeing me, sack you up, you’ll be seeing 3
gp, k!lla and me send your -ss to g o d

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