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lupe fiasco feat. gemstones - feat. gemstones explicit lyrics

i present, the death, of tha cool
well i heard like group of cows
that all your enimies wanna shoot you down
they got ak 47’s and a bunch of mac 11’s
semi automatic weapons that produce ka pows
word on the street is, they all got heatas
they gon hit you up and you ain’t even gon see it
you gotta lot of money, i ain’t tryna be funny
but they say where you goin, you ain’t even gon need it
they see you ridin round, shinin with your fine round diamonds
pretty green eyed lady
been on tha sideline poutin, while you primetime poppin
hungry n-gg-s want a peice of your pastry
i suggest you protect your bakery
cause they comin for your head,
and its a bounty on that chain thats hangin from your neck
they said

i don’t know
what you been told in your ear, but i hear its goin down
sombody gotta
die!!!
don’t know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round
sombody gotta
die!!!

hitta n-gg- wit tha mini mac strap, clap
any n-gg- think he gettin keys down here
any meeta, any n-gg- gettin money, or my honey, man heard micheal young is the reclown? here
run up on a n-gg- from tha back wit a mac
or be strapped cause a n-gg- finna squeeze off 10
run up on his n-gg- lac ratta tat tat,
click clack where this n-gg- at
i need sin
sh-t is goin down if i see him
b-mp a n-gg- out like oxy ten
and keep a couple of dollas up in tha wallet
to pay they cops so they can never box me in
die!!!
thats what im thinkin
while ridin around polishin this big pistol
imma catch him in tha wind
pray tha gun don’t jam
so until we meet again
n-gg- its cool!

i don’t know
what you been told in your ear, but i hear its goin down
sombody gotta
die!!!
don’t know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round
sombody gotta
die!!!

man, man you can’t beleive none of that. man you need just need to, you just need to relax
man. trust me

don’t pay them n-gg-s no mind
they hatin on you ain’t n-body witta shotty
planin on doin a robbery
itchin to catch a body
creepin in a stolen jalopy
out there waitin on you
sittin in a stolen car, finna rob this n-gg-
should i let the mini mac or tha shotgun hit him?
i been waitin all day tryna spot this n-gg-
i can’t let him get away, im gon pop this n-gg-! uhhhh
plus they don’t know about the choppa in tha trunk
tha glocks in a box and tha nine on tuck
the bullet proof gl-ss the 40’s in tha stash
you pull tha steerin wheel and it pop on up
40 caliber stashed up in tha stash box
bullet proof windows, you couldn’t break em wit a padlock
ak in tha trunk, where tha sounds b-mp
two twin glock 40’s and a nine and this d-mn clock?
maaaaaaan
we tryna go up in this club
show a little love
get a few drinks
holla at some girls
sn-tch up a pair
leave outta there
put some dro in tha air
and then go and get some grub
we finna go up in tha club
show a little love
get a few drinks
holla at some girls
sn-tch up a pair
leave outta there
put some dro in tha air
and then catch a few slugs
ay pull over right here, i gotta take a pee
and don’t go nowhere n-gg- wait for me
and if some n-gg-s do kill you in the next few minutes
just remember my n-gg- its a heaven for a g.

ay ay hold this right there.
i’ll be, i’ll be right back i gotta take a p-ss man hold on.
fa sho. ay man, ay don’t leave i’ll be right back.
ay don’t leave i’ll be back.
hurry your -ss up man. d-mn.
coolest n-gg- what, coolest n-gg- what, coolest n-gg- what.
hustla for life!!!
ay man, n-gg- hurry your -ss up. sh-t.
imma cool -ss n-gg- man.
f-ckin three in tha mornin.
i’m tha coolest m-th-f-cka in tha world man.
n-gg-s ain’t f-ckin with me man.
n-gg- i’m high, smokin. fly -ss car.
i run these m-th-f-ckin streets, and these n-gg-s out here lookin for me.
man i wish a m-th-f-cka would…
ay n-gg- hurry your -ss up, n-gg-. d-mn
whats up now n-gg-?
ain’t to cool now is you n-gg-?

- lupe fiasco feat gemstones lyrics

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