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Hold it right here, i know you got the loot
The man can t even stick me with some crazy glue, but jimmy s wife is with him and they don t want to involve her
The man can t even stick me with some crazy glue, he owes some benjamin franklins
looking like raggedy ann no dough in hand kicking a can
The man can t even stick me with some crazy glue, every last bit of em, you know the evil that men do
not too many people saw us
Of town where the clowns don t be paying for protection, i m right in front of my front steps thinking of a plan
so now we gotta get rid of him
Soon i see some ties and my eyes open wide quick, we going to swing it like this
You know the evil that men do, he fled down to headquarters
the man can t even stick me with some crazy glue
Hit the deck i got the tech right on your neck, the want us to send a message to jimmy the bartender Blues, hyper as a sniper piping niggas like a plumber
Because i m a hossa what s that?, hyper as a sniper piping niggas like a plumber
The man can t even stick me with some crazy glue, aw yeah word up word to mother
every last bit of em
Because he pulled some other people to try and hit us, reaching for his wife ILL, cause i got the ill street blues
hit the deck i got the tech right on your neck
Because i m a hossa what s that?, hyper as a sniper piping niggas like a plumber Blues, your begging and your pleases only getting your closer to meeting jesus
We snatched him by his hands and feet and threw him out the window, bill blass my sidekick, jumped right on inside
We ll do a job or two, i m hoping you got springs and wings on your shoes
hopped out the back seat they gave me a revolver
the boss tried to rape us
because i m a hossa what s that?
Hyper as a sniper piping niggas like a plumber, and that goes for anybody who s gotta pay they dues
Because i m dead and stinking, reaching for his wife
Aw yeah word up word to mother, ready to tore him even more because she saw him
Empty your pockets troop, rap with another one why all Kool, hopped out the back seat they gave me a revolver
Give his hand a smack, but jimmy s pockets are empty
Then i break a duck and if the duck gotta get bucked then i don t give a fuck, not too many people saw us
I know you got the loot, that don t concern me
I ll thank god in the red, take that with you on the way down
cause i got the ill street blues
Money or your life, or even a bigger score Kool, the want us to send a message to jimmy the bartender
Give his hand a smack, the drove us down to the sober section
that don t concern me
getting ready to jab him
that s a pig that don t fly straight
here comes g
and that goes for anybody who s gotta pay they dues
You know the evil that men do, rap with another one why all
Hit the deck i got the tech right on your neck, the lady in the liquor store