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thf lil law - mc'nuggets lyrics

[intro]
the trigger happy handler association
f+ck the law
that’s what i go by, man, don’t call me sh+t else, man
yeah, tss+tss+tss+tss+tss+tss+tss+tss
yeah, y’all know what the f+ck goin’ on, man
(ayo, steery, cook it up)

[chorus]
he played tough and he got slumped, the family gon’ be f+cked up (frr)
we caught his cousin, popped his ass up with his brother (frr)
all because he lyin’, talkin’ ’bout he gon’ touch me
we could be at mcdonald’s, i’ma leave a n+gga brains on the mcnuggets (right by the apple pies)
let me flip the subject, i came up from sh+t, i ain’t had nothin’ (i was f+cked up)
me and zoo, we hit that l!ck and since, we ain’t ran out of money
i want drama just like [?], you n+ggas ain’t nothin’ (sh+t, haha)
they call us to lay that belt, my n+ggas got hats out the country

[verse]
and i don’t hit the opps’ block no more ’cause they never out
me and foenem, we gon’ stalk a n+gga, sittin’ outside his house
and they gon’ push up on the 4 again (hahahaha), that’s some sh+t i doubt
’cause every time they tried to come, we f+cked ’em up and blew ’em down (frr)
war boy, man, tamika had a call of duty child
i got assault rifles at my auntie crib and grandma house
i got best prices on whatever you need, ask around
i’m in the trap, i have a brick of c, some d, a couple pounds (shh)
i talk to sl!ck like i’m rick, b+tch, i might patch my eye
long live 2 pistol, n+gga k!lled and can’t even talk about it (shh)
i’m ridin’ with two pistols, the sl!ckers get behind me, i’ll do a thousand (skrrt)
i gotta wake up to my daughter, i can’t sit up in no county
i be with real k!llers, stand on business, come collect my bounty (shh, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
they don’t take no pictures with me, but’ll run under a camera (frr, frr)
[interlude]
ayy, f+ck you ho+ass n+ggas, man (y’all ain’t on nothin’, man)
f+ck all the opps, man (you n+ggas gon’ die)
ha, y’all gon’ die soon (tss+tss+tss)

[chorus]
he played tough and he got slumped, the family gon’ be f+cked up (frr, frr, frr)
we caught his cousin, popped his ass up with his brother (over there)
all because he lyin’, talkin’ ’bout he gon’ touch me
we could be at mcdonald’s, i’ma leave a n+gga brains on the mcnuggets (all by the apple pies and sh+t)
let me flip the subject, i came up from sh+t, i ain’t had nothin’
me and zoo, we hit that l!ck and since, we ain’t ran out of money
i want drama just like [?], you n+ggas ain’t nothin’
they call us to lay that belt, my n+ggas got hats out the country

[outro]
f+ck the law
trigger happy handler
4469
four or five, six bullets flyin’, man

- thf lil law lyrics

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