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Lyrics: You believe in miracles huh Miracles ain't gonna save you Nigga to the 4 eyes 2 heads 2 killas 2 fillas Known as kane & able Ice cream man fina need some mayo Thousand 8 grams of that uncut coke Beg it's soda razor blade cutting up Get big freeze get a choke from a hit Off this big dope Poke em wet bi*** made niggaz Put the rest back test me Through your bullet proof vest Open up that chest Like you had loose juice sticking out your f***ing neck Bout to take over this rap game Like castro took over cuba Po'po can't prove we using drug money So fo now that sh** is just a rumor Don't even rula Keep it proven now gym For that nigga who's lost to the f***in wind Crashed every hoe get f***ed through playas in the pen Cracking a bank it's on once again Can we please get into some gangsta sh** Niggas sick let's hit 'em up wit the 32 brown clip From their head to the upper lip Got them looking like tales from the f***in crypt Welcome to the worlds most dangerous Drug dealers Tough niggaz Cap hittas Killas Only way to stop these g's Only way to stop these g's Is to drop me is to kill me Chorus I got me a glock It's a glock for them niggas on my block Cook me some rocks Set up shop wit them soldiers on my block Throw me a gun Or that fired ass weed It's a f***in shame Only way the gonna stop a g Betta kill me bi*** you Betta kill me Betta kill me bi*** you Betta kill me Outside you and your who You're f***in brother Y'all f***in scumbags (come on) echoed Wicked heart of a killa you f***in right How long tits traveling at the speed of light I stay dry can't cry Shooting niggas I'll bring a knife To a gun fight Praxes to the light Kane and me as steven king Kneel down kiss the ice on my pinky ring bi*** you can't pinch through my hollow tints Make that f**et ass sing Merciless like me I got you niggas in my pocket Like a pack of indonesian weed These streets make neighborhood bleed Like tumbleweed usually wit cheese These niggas betta have these f***in keys Ain't no scary hoes Pull down now here it goes Triple golds From texas to n.o. Niggas smokin And ninos Bettin for a hit of this bank role Got to sell your soul Represent no matter where the f*** we at Sillk the shocker c-murder got big gacks Poke you hit you wit the mack leave the rap forms In you're f***in starter cap Nigga f*** with that Welcome to the worlds most dangerous Drug dealers Tough niggaz Cap hittas Killas Only way to stop these g's Only way to stop these g's Is to drop me is to kill me Chorus More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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