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(album: Hip Hop Frontline - 2019)


[DJ Kay Slay & VL Deck:]
Got the camo boots strapped up, yeah I'm in the back, uh
Only see me if you act up
Motherfuckers should've warned you
I would go to war for my soldiers
I go militant, I'm having villians, bitch
Pull up on that nonsense, jump out with long sticks
Bullet ricocheting through project bricks
The crime rate at its highest peak, damn

[DJ Paul:]
See my killers ain't in videos, no
They at the crib cleaning shoes and guns
See my player partners, they don't run about the hoes, no
They too busy putting these hoes on the run
Go get my money, I needs my money
Bitch ain't even smiling 'cause ain't shit funny
A nigga with a pussy, I ride on
A bitch with a pussy, I slide on
Ho ass nigga try to run up on me
Then know I had that nine on me like

Hahahaha
What the fuck you thought you was gonna do, huh?
What the fuck you thought you was gonna do
Sit on the motherfucking ground and tie your shoes together, bitch
You can't rob the robber, nigga (You got it?)
C'mon, c'mon

Hit his punk ass with the gun or the lime
I don't take chances, I don't take time, on Christ
What a fool, what a waste of life
Kay Slay my big brother, we been getting money, splitting royalties
Almost 20 years, still eating together, that's loyalty, yeah

[DJ Kay Slay & VL Deck:]
Got the camo boots strapped up, yeah I'm in the back, uh
Only see me if you act up
Motherfuckers should've warned you
I would go to war for my soldiers
I go militant, I'm having villians, bitch
Pull up on that nonsense, jump out with long sticks
Bullet ricocheting through project bricks
The crime rate at its highest peak, damn

[VL Deck:]
Been about the crashing, put me in the front seat
I'm hard-bodied, can't a nigga punk me (I fight good)
I can get grimy like Brooklyn nights, all broad day
Dress up like a bomb, ooh, I was made to spray
I'm clutching on a dirty drake, give you 97 like Slay
When I'm up top I mix the sour with gorilla ape
Got the camel boots strapped with a MAC-10
Take whoever to war, make you do a backbend (Damn)

[DJ Kay Slay & VL Deck:]
Got the camo boots strapped up, yeah I'm in the back, uh
Only see me if you act up
Motherfuckers should've warned you
I would go to war for my soldiers
I go militant, I'm having villians, bitch
Pull up on that nonsense, jump out with long sticks
Bullet ricocheting through project bricks
The crime rate at its highest peak, damn

[Trae tha Truth:]
Black, black Bugatti, Texas white the spokes
Opps should go with the stealing, seats covered in smoke
Realest nigga they know, shooter from down below
Somewhere inside the ghetto with temperatures low as snow
Keep a set of arms longer than dirt, tripping, I send 'em to work
Leave your ass open for target practice and drop you in dirt
Put you inside of a box, bet you that talking
Gon' get you put in situations like a preacher, you're praying it stop
You can tell 'em I play to win games
Ain't no option for losing
Bitch, I'm thugging like Pac is back
Tell 'em picture me cruising
Ask Slay, I'm on that drama shit
Open hand slap me a motherfucker
And show him I'm 'bout that drama, bitch

[DJ Kay Slay & VL Deck:]
Got the camo boots strapped up, yeah I'm in the back, uh
Only see me if you act up
Motherfuckers should've warned you
I would go to war for my soldiers
I go militant, I'm having villians, bitch
Pull up on that nonsense, jump out with long sticks
Bullet ricocheting through project bricks
The crime rate at its highest peak, damn

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