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hiro (saburo hiro) - night drive lyrics

[verse 1: criminal manne]
fresh up out the jailhouse, nah, 2+0+1 is not the state pen
first day on the street i’m flatfoot tryna get my ass in
n+ggas they try to avoid me, give me excuses like i’m some kind of ho
so i put work to the junkies on the street, i need a .44
junkies got about they the business ’cause in two days i was strapped
now i’m scopin’, tryna catch a lemon low, and i catch ’em while he nap

checkin’ out the scene, about three agents tryna get paid
saw this house that i can get plenty of cheese, gotta invade
in the junt with my pump, thangs goin’ exactly how i plannеd
grab the b+tch by her throat and squashed thе baby with my hand
screamin’ to her n+gga, “drop it, drop it off your ass, b+tch”
if he don’t understand my demands the b+tch gon’ die, trick

the lemon he followed my order so quick that he took me straight to the dope, money and cash
then i bailed out the junt, but first you know i had to blast
runnin’ down the street, now i’m smilin’ ’cause i’m finna get rich
i’ma be the mane with the ammo ’cause with a fist full of bricks

[verse 2: k!lla murphy]
i wake up high than a motherf+cker, brush, fade and break
i got a cone, ho, and full of rockstars fiendin’ for the snow
makin’ cheese, b+tch, please, can’t a ho interfere with my ends
buster b+tch, and hit the throttle, take my bottle, i’m in the wind
b+tch, fear clean ’bout my hustle, f+ck a buster
i serve where i be, you disagree? +gunshot+ motherf+cker
k!lla+n+gga, quick to spin the shredder

lynchburg raised, ain’t no love, show your blood, motherf+cker
on your grave is a sh+ll from the slug
one more n+gga six feet deep, and i sweat to the curb
i’m workin’ on my own, n+gga
slip, i’m on a stang, slip in my mask, drop the ten (break yourself, b+tch)
k!lla murphy, gankin’, breakin’ b+tches, makin’ cheese, ’bout my hustle
blowin’ weed, twistin caps and shakin’ b+tches like dandruff
’cause only cheese, please, player, crease, i keep a yalk, b+tch
i hope you n+ggas f+ck off, i’m lettin’ you know i got a fist full of bricks

[chorus: criminal manne & snoop dogg]
fist full of bricks in my hand, i’m the mane
y’alls n+ggas better recognize
fist full of bricks in my hand, i’m the mane
servin’ fiends, servin’ fiends, servin’ fiends after fiend
fist full of bricks in my hand, i’m the mane
y’alls n+ggas better recognize
fist full of bricks in my hand, i’m the mane
servin’ fiends, servin’ fiends, servin’ fiends after fiend

- hiro saburo hiro lyrics

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