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graveyard productions - grab my mask lyrics

(verse 1: mike mike)
slippin into my —– 45 glock in my hand
with the black —-mask
as i try to —– so i show no love, westwood love
make you busta b-tches drop it off fast
stinging on all you hoes who player hate my cash
———————give a sh-t
big bones is setting your frown
makes me wanna bust a cap quick in a b-tch
time for a robbery, drop all the jewelry
sting you like a bumblebee ————–
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i proceed to c-ck and you hear the pistol pop to your heart
proceed with the mask on, gotta get my rob on
whispers cause your hearing bones
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but i don’t give a f-ck, n-ggas gonna be out of luck
when i start to buck player haters better duck
if you coming nice and clean
better run, hide here i come with the glock nineteen
aim it at your motherf-cking skull, sn-tch you in blood
gotta get a n-gga for the green
droppin you bustaz who look like your good
it’s a must that i make you ho lay down that cash
———- cause i gotta get rich but i don’t
so i ——- to break it on out your -ss

(hook)
bring that sh-t all up on your -ss
look into the eyes of my mask

(verse 2)
i grab my mask then i go think of a robbery
while i proceed to hit dope, i can’t help
it this splurgin’ won’t be necessary
i bury you bustaz —————–
you can’t come with that devil sh-t
make me sting a b-tch did it like i’m a victim of his slaughterin’ i release all this anger
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i’m strapped with them glock, drop you in blood
left with the evil, i show no love
act suspicious, i leave with no witness
————— so i dropped bodies in mud
one in the chamber ——————–
———- my bullets make you hit the ground, later she down
or hear the sound, that’s how it is when you acting the clown
if you refuse to sacrifice —–
you’ll leave with choice but to ——
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but still you sit down with remorse in you hoes

(verse 3)
i hopped into the steamroll with my mask
rolling ————-
on a mission for cash
all the eastside down, i run out of gas
hopped at the nearest service station near i ———–
knowin that my tanks on e, hoping they don’t notice me
robbery or felony, i got the mask and the —-
—– for laying down ———— for simple -ssault
so listen, pay attention as i help you to this plan
don’t go out robbin everybody, scope out the man
the one who got the keys and g’s, the one who ———
the one who ride a lexus land, cruising suburb with a cherokee
see i —– the n-gga who got the dope ————
knowing ——- therefore i never rob again
—— f-ck up your health, why you put that on yourself
some of the consequence is take me to the stash and meet your death
smack you with the —-, coward n-gga dead and now you’re ———
don’t make me get my oj gloves, and bring that sh-t up on your -ss

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