jmattson – sneak lyrics
b+tch i look like axl rose in ’87
ion got a gun the b+tterfly my weapon
takin over b+tch it’s natural selection
mothaf+cka the militia what i’m reppin’
hoe i’m headed to the h+ll gates
i remember ridin’ ’round in la
do it on my own n0body help me
almost turned my brotha to my cellmate
mothaf+cka if you wanna die
got some k!llas wit me and they itchy
wouldn’t bother f+ckin’ wit me you could try
hoe i’m rollin’ sticky in a spliff
i’m wit a pretty lookin b+tch
them cargo d+ckies in my fit i cuf em high
and my f+ckin eyes low
ain’t no way of telling where i might go
shorty ya you f+ckin wit a psycho
dip before you end up in my silo
next to the remains of my opps b+tch
my thoughts get nothing but toxic
the clock ticks ’til it’s time to get catastrophic
i walked in with the f+ckin blade in my pocket
unlocking levels of myself you don’t want b+tch
so hold up
people want me dead but i give no f+cks
p+ssy run your mouth but never pull up
independent n0body control us
or own us
ain’t too long before you 6 feet under
hard to run your lips when ya b+tch want the lumber
bummer
i don’t even save the b+tch number
you fund her
while she giving neck in the hummer
another p+ssy ass punk motherf+cker
i wonder who want the smoke wit my gunners
hunters, drum clips sounding like thunder
they sunder way beyond the point of recover
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