F.B.I.

F.B.I. Lyrics

Song F.B.I.
Artist Dayton Family
Album F.B.I.
Download Image LRC TXT
[00:11.740] I'm wakin up in the mornin, with problems on my mind
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[00:14.710] Motherf*ck the education and drug rebilitation
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[00:17.630] I'm smokin on that weed and the green is gettin tasty
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[00:21.090] Dead feds in my closet cause they tried to chase me
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[00:24.360] November the 29th,
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[00:25.910] I bust open my mommas cock
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[00:27.720] Pussy hole addicted to drinking, now
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[00:29.920] I'm addicted to crack rock
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[00:31.640] So motherf*ck you bi*ches and you snitches tryin to do me in
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[00:34.850] Police in disguises and he tries to buy
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[00:37.350] Peruvians
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[00:38.250] Knockin at my f*ckin door, duckin and dodgin on that floor
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[00:41.210] That thinkin got you noid, got me reachin for my forty-four
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[00:44.180] Creepin up out my window pane,
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[00:45.980] I smell cops
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[00:47.300] A honkey on the block, drop to my knee,
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[00:49.660] I took a shot
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[00:50.810] I seen him drop, one time this ain't the place for that
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[00:54.020] Since he's a fed,
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[00:55.270] I took off his face for that
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[00:57.180] That shit that he tried to pull
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[00:58.900] You know he couldn't get away with this
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[01:00.600] bi*ch I'm a time bomb time, so don't you play with this
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[01:03.570] f*ck being indicted, don't you try it that's the f*ckin story
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[01:06.770] Cops roll to the cemetary, all snitches to my laboratory
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[01:10.000] I'm fittin to stir it, rock it up, so where's my silver spoon
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[01:13.150] I put my yea out on the block, and all you hear is boom
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[01:16.170] This is my set, so you can jet, or get that sweater wet
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[01:19.220] A fed is bloody, he's been wounded by a f*cking tech
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[01:22.700] Rat tat to the tat tat,
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[01:24.190] I'm a take him out of his memory
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[01:26.300] For ridin my nuts and tryin to stick me with delivery
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[01:29.570] Loose lips, sink ships, boy this is do or die
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[01:32.820] This is a letter from
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[01:34.580] Shoestring to the
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[01:35.940] F.B.I. Backstabbers gone, so
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[01:37.190] I guess you dirty cops are clean
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[01:39.110] You took a father from their family, motherf*ck their dreams
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[01:42.370] Is what you said, so motherf*cking bi*ch ass fed
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[01:45.480] I want you dead,
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[01:46.380] I'm going to pump your ass full of lead
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[01:48.650] Let's make a deal, this shit is real, ill
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[01:51.500] I pack my steel, you let him go
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[01:53.710] Then we can let you live, you made that switch
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[01:56.370] And now it's time to kill you bi*ch
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[01:58.170] Give you an overdose of bullets, and put you in a ditch
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[02:01.400] Drug dealers and fed killers, lets get united
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[02:04.850] Boom holes on them hoes, green f*ck being indited
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[02:33.700] Motherf*ck the
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[02:34.650] F.B.I., bi*ches
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[02:35.660] I'm prepared to die up on my tip, cause
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[02:38.070] I won't slang his drug supply
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[02:40.030] Jail ain't never scared me none, f*ck the feds and vice cops too
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[02:43.090] Distribution of cocaine, is that all y'all can come with dude
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[02:45.400] bi*ches betta think fast, find yourself a better snitch
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[02:49.410] Cause that bi*ch you got smoke rocks
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[02:51.270] So that mean her word ain't shit
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[02:52.680] If I get some prison time, give me mine, cause
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[02:55.180] I ain't fake
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[02:55.930] Since my click don't snitch
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[02:57.740] When I get out all my connections straight
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[02:59.000] The journal keeps my name in lights, entrapment to the third degree
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[03:02.250] Before my trial can come, the newspaper want to sentence me
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[03:05.110] bi*ch Bootlegs prepared to go, you'll never get this chance again
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[03:08.230] Gotta baby by my auntie, they want your nephew in the pen
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[03:11.630] bi*ch we ain't no kin, f*ck that smilin
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[03:13.880] I ain't in that mood
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[03:14.990] Bring in the indictment papers, eatin all of my grandmother's food
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[03:18.010] bi*ch you know that's rude, attitude is to the third degree
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[03:21.370] Send me to penetentiary, come out that bi*ch a straight up
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[03:24.370] G Never been a busta, always been a hustla
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[03:27.220] Sellin yea, came up bustin caps
[03:29.410] So we could deal this dime out where
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[03:30.840]
[03:31.360] I stay Out to make my pay, and sellin yea the only way
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[03:33.830] I know Fiends around the block, soon as
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[03:35.890] I open up my rock house door
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[03:37.580] Gotta make some more,
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[03:38.870] I'm droppin weight on that digital scale
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[03:40.680] More popular than
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[03:42.480] Taco Bell, taco shells, we're making sells
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[03:44.430] Motherf*ckin bi*ch,
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[03:45.130] I want a key, give me that uncut raw
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[03:47.130] Shit up in your jar, the best cocaine these crackheads ever saw
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[03:50.340] Your momma's eyes are big again, everytime she smokes
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[03:52.980] She plots, since
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[03:53.780] I wouldn't give her no rock
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[03:55.230] She sending the federal government in my spot
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[03:56.630] Conspiracy and distribution, drop some grip so
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[03:58.700] I can fight it
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[04:00.090] Free again to sell dope, bi*ch f*ck being indited
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