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Yukmouth - Secret Indictment lyrics
(Intro) Get em uhh what what say fuck the cops nigga Fuck the cops nigga thugged out what get em (Chorus) Juvenile as a child but goin to the pen as men Either Rawkus Isle Four Shone or San Quinn Where my life end fuck doin time in the pen I'd rather die fuck time in the pen secret indictment I'm strikin like lightning in the fast lane Introduced to the crack game by nigga Jermaine And get your scratch man The gats came, the leather gloves and ski masks came And then the lake on the slaps came Ain't a damn thang to it Do fool we just gon do it Get em for the kilos and embalming fluid I'm a do it but since I'm new to it Ask that nigga why you don't do it He said hey yo that's the nigga I'm cool with I fool with on the Peruv shit But dudes sick drunk off two fifths He showed me where the kilos is hidden at Exclusive but cuz I knew shit nobody lose shit They ruthless but if I do the lick nigga we screw shit So if you gon do it let me know You let me know what to do with this shit when I get it Meet me at Texaco and then we'll flee get away fly to Mexico Cancun the lampoon with the fileco Illegal drug life we'll live the thug life Ever since a kid when my father used to sniff the white In front of me look what you've done to me Your son is gonna be a thug Until they put one in me or I'm a see my blood I need to bust fuckin with the niggas rein up Soon as we get this lick niggas gon be seein us Hop in the GM truck then pull up to the spot Not knowin it's bein watched by cops Still I creep up the stairs with the glock hot Kicked down the door Where the nigga hides the money at I hit his bedroom drawers For sho money galore nigga I scored Snatch a lotta gs put it in my socks and the wallabys Got the kis out the basement left his his shit vacant But the cops had a nigga on surveillance They let me take shit they didn't raid shit But finally watch a nigga make that illegal exchanges Listen yeah nigga I told yo motherfuckin ass this was a sweet Ass lick throw that shit in motherfuckin trunk fool Lets ride to this motherfuckin telly and get up with these hoes (Chorus x2) That was an easy lick put the kicks in his whip Then we hit the hotel six to split the chips Police will get this shit crunk Called the nigga that we robbed told em we'd rob em now its big funk And niggas like him be waitin for shit to jump with the pump Get your ump throw the bitch in the trunk with the bump Then the police told him where we stay Think we got a smooth getaway parlay Drinkin Alize and Crysti with these bad bitches drippin on the floor Til some nigga kicked down the door And screamed any last wishes in a ski mask trippin and mack grippin All we had was two gats hidden One in the bathroom one in the kitchen the ho that was trippin Started cryin he slapped her ass and said stop bicthin Now y'all listen give me all the chickens Before a nigga could mention anything he shot my nigga in the back Called him a rat and slapped him with a gat He blew the bitches wig back clack clack Unload put a new clip back clack clack Aimed the gat at me asked me where the crack at You know we had to stash that said it's in the kitchen in a knap sack Hey let me show you don't do no funny moves or I'll blow you I know you it's over here he seen the Peru I grabbed the tech twenty-two out the drawer cocked it back and blew His fuckin brains on the wall grabbed the caine fuck the broads Tried to leave out the hotel room and seen the laws pull up 'Freeze put your hands up or we're comin in with tear gas' Shit I ran back in the hotel room stashed the cash And the slapsticks and you know through the glass came the gas Bombs and motherfuckers sprayed likeSadam Hussein It came to this bitch cops is dangerous Chokin could barely breath no air police everywhere So I crawled in the bathroom hide in there Plus I got a five in there 'Come out or we're comin in' Put his sight in the air but I'm not goin alive I swear (Outro) I'll blast myself 'No son' Nigga back up all y'all back up I'm puttin this gun to my motherfuckin head 'No put thst gun down son' No I'm puttin it in my mouth 'You don't wanna do that' Back up back up 'No man' It's in my mouth 'No you ain't gon do no time' Back up 'You ain't did nothin yet' I'm I'm a Pull pull the trigger 'Put that gun down you ain't done nothin you ain't done nothin' It's the end of the albulation I don't give a fuck 'You got too much to live for you don't wanna do that' I'm ready to die 'Naw Naw please man take the gun down' Back up 'No No don't do it man' Back up 'Don't do it no no' Back up nigga <Blast> 'Damn shot himself' 'Someone call an ambulance 911' |
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