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lil eazy e - consequences lyrics

my trigger finger itchin, snub nosed 38
put on my black nike’s i’m bout to send yo -ss to heavens gates
c-o-m-p-t-o-n f-ck the police with no reason
me and my momma can’t conflict me i’m a man
i come from the land of the set trippin crips and bloods
ain’t n-body frontin ain’t luvin nuttin
never slippin, never lettin fools put in a say
if it wasn’t for this crush i’d still be doin the kid’n’play
left, right, kick dat bullsh-t cause i ain’t with it
kill it all f-ck a b-tch sh-t
set it srtaight by the crate pushin weed by the weight
pops out there ruling these n-gg-s in ’88
and made history b-tch with dat westcoast sh-t
pops was rich but i ain’t have sh-t

[chorus: x2]
the consequences will make you have to peel a cap
lay low and i’m always in my ’64 strapped
b-mp yo gums and gap and you gon’ get a dirt nap
lil e m-th-f-cka i’m about to hurt rap

i said x steels crystal meth
all ya’ll can get to death
smokin 50’s with moses so what no f-ckin beat
if i bang like cinci riders in da ’80’s
i’m shady like slim i’m shady like dem
dat b-tch there that deos the snitch dat hold a grudge f-ck em
he suck a d-ck and upchuck it up
i’ll b-tt-f-ck ya mother lil sl-t -ss b-tch
this steel sh-t gon’ have you wigglin as if yo -ss itch
and i’m a be dat m-th-f-cka directin traffic
homie i ain’t even gon’ f-ck it if you can’t have it
n-gg- i ain’t gon’ have sh-t if boo-boo can’t have sh-t
you know i’m lying n-gg- i ain’t givin dat b-tch sh-t
i’ll crack a b-tch up side da head this b-tch inside you later
n-gg- to believe you had somthin up yo sleeve
now add all the greedy people beggin on dey knees
good and waitin to see you outa town m-ss n-gg- please

[chorus x2]

yeah dis ain’t no fad b-tch a get rich quick scheme
you seen these things trippin off infared beams
these f-gs left my f-ckin pops rollin in his grave
and left his son rollin with his m-th-f-ckin gauge
if ya look too wrong i’m a spray ya, maybe
f-ck (scratching) and they family baby
shot em in his voicebox with a hot block
i popped them f-ckin t-tties who’s droppin em
f-ck da cities who’s stoppin em
i’m just like this like click, click, click, pow
what now m-th-f-cka what now

[chorus x2]

- lil eazy e lyrics

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