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I didn't want to spill him, I only want his loot |
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I didn't want to spill him but I had to shoot |
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[Young Lay] |
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Lawd have mercy on him, I didn't want to spill him |
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I only wanted his loot but I had to shoot |
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As soon as he stopped I turned and locked the door |
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He reached for his gat |
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And get the pourin like bleach when I split splat |
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And on this jack I'm dialin on the cellular |
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Cudee's in the lowest cuz hit 'em with one and now they was |
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They tried to milk me so I pealed him quick as fuck |
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Cudee seen his brains and remains say you sick as the fuck |
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You know what's up, and yea y'all know the deal |
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There go them niggas who tried to fandangle let's untangle this |
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Sicc Set, loccest out, Black 'N' Dangerous |
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They never knew about my crew and how we came to this |
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Slapping niggas over the head with a gang of shit |
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Get respect, got a tech hollerin it's the set |
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I'm constantly sweatin, rollers might be comin fast |
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Cudees, some money, a fifth of Remi with some bloody zags |
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Left him fast cause it was sheisty |
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Counted the cash and dropped the bitches by the spot |
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G paper ain't nuthin to have me sneakin up on your daily block |
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And high as a kite |
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I cut your neck and nigga that's your life |
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[Chorus x4] |
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I didn't want to spill him, I only want his loot |
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I didn't want to spill him but I had to shoot |
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[In background:] |
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Lawd have Mercy, Oh Lawd |
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Lawd have Mercy, Oh Lawd Heeeyyyeah |
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Lawd have mercy |
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Lawd have mercy |
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Lawd have mercy |
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[Young Lay] |
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Killin remains dealin phat livin off of caine |
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Even got you gat whole crew stacks and pack a mack |
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How cold are keys and just what have we |
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Young job schemin, and now we sewin up this whole street |
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Lounge with me and get y'all spot Sicc Set mack |
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Till you on the strip with gat and don't want to get jack |
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It's in his arms I'm not calm |
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The rollers on our dick and punk bitches know we got it going on |
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It's in my blood I got love I told my homie run |
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Because the rollers might be comin bounce |
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And even though they saw you bounce |
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And even though your going down toss your g that quarter-ounce |
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Ruffed and cuffed him and now they fin to rush me |
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Shit, Lawd have mercy |
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[Chorus x4] |
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I didn't want to spill him, I only want his loot |
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I didn't want to spill him but I had to shoot |
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[In background:] |
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Lawd have Mercy, Oh Lawd |
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Lawd have Mercy, Oh Lawd Heeeyyyeah |
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Lawd have mercy |
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Lawd have mercy |
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Lawd have mercy |
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[Young Lay] |
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Shoot'em till he dies take his loot and ride |
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Who will be doing this shit in the mind of a lunatic |
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I came across a lot of homies who was nice guys |
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But some of these nicer guys is jackin in disguise |
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And hell of mellon G's fuck this sprouts jealousies |
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And over debatin they got you hatin from the start |
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Just like that broken heart that homie leaded to another fantasy |
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Like showing them cops where we lounge at and where we be |
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Now when they see me they post up explode the turf G |
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Lawd have mercy |
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[Chorus: until end with mixed vocals] |
