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$lim hill & op. freeman - postal كلمات أغنية

sendemup, sendemup, sendemup yuh

sendemup, sendemup, sendemup

cl!ck boom!

m_th_f_cka’ going postal

1996 i’m bout to kick it f_ckin’ old school yuh

eureka k!lla’ cali’ been corrupted

n_gga cl!ck bang this choppa gon’ f_ckin’ cause a ruckas

kickin’ it wit my a ones i’m kickin’ it wit my day ones

wish a p_ssy m_th_f_cka’ would come in and say sum’

f_ r double e

to the m_a_n

he be robbin’ m_th_f_ckas’ just so he can pay the rent

m_th_f_cka’ doesn’t walk only moves with the wind
grab the double barrel shotty he’s on the hunt for a benz

toxic b_tch yo f_cking breath make me nauseous

smelling like you ate a f_ckin’ bag of some dog sh_t

high off of my ass i’m bout to blast

jackie da rippa’ creepin’ through yo block wearing a mask

smoking gas

hands in the air this is a stick up

cruising down to broadway bout to get my d_ck sucked

chins up bout to go and cop a f_ckin’ pick up

she was callin’ me daddy b_tch i think you got me mixed up

cause if you really knew me you would think that i was a sick f_ck

hard to be a dawg walkin’ around with some big nuts

tweakin’ ice in the pipe its deceiving
f_ck a shotgun stab em’ up leave em’ leakin’

bleeding finna’ sendemup bout’ to reap them
runnin till your out of f_ckin’ breath off the deep end

im the one that you really shouldn’t f_ck with

packing on a double barrel shotty elmer fudd sh_t

d_mnit! grippin on the plastic!

bout’ to sendemup to another f_ckin’ planet

got it till its gone like my name was f_cking janet

hits from the bong got me feeling f_cking manic!

grippin’ on the steel n_gga f_ck how ya feel

snortin’ methamphetamine through hundred dollar bills

tell me what ya know about filling vacuum seals

i ain’t gonna f_cking stop until i got a hundred mil’ motherf_cker!

slimmy da slaughter f_cking back on the track
and b_tch if you ain’t with the sh_t then you can l!ck my f_cking nut sack

d_mn! creeping up out the mother f_cking hollow with the stihl

heard you got a problem mother f_cker what’s the deal?

red dot! red dot!

creeping up on yo block to land this mother f_cking headshot

(run b_tch boom!)

sendemup! sendemup!

you can’t run from this chopper you p_ssy b_tch you out of luck

twins in the amg i feel like ricky bobby

let the choppa shoot i’m singing mother f_ck the posse

all black whip looking like a flag ship

heard he talking sh_t and now he leaking with a fat lip

i’ll f_ck a red b_tch a blue b_tch a green b_tch

slimmy da slaughter you know the mother f_cking demon

all seasons cup got me leaning

ran out of bullets but i still got the boy freeman

had a punk b_tch that ratted on me

now i keep that 45 tucked inside the jacket homie

stacking h_lla cheese you f_ck boys just stack bologna

up inside of yo b_tch guts the p_ssy sound like f_cking macaroni

the way that i spit it sound like i’m ripping a f_cking mac 11

sinking a b_tch in the river delivered to god i send em back to heaven

hold up now just wait a minute

my microphone just blew the f_ck up from all the flame i spit it

got these mother f_ckers thinking slimmy practice satanism

hear the reaper creeping like he out to pay today a visit

b_tch get buck got choppas in the pickup

rolling down the funk i’m on my way to get my d_ck sucked

get my f_cking nut and then my d_ckies getting zipped up

cruising past ya block middle fingers getting flipped up

whippin the benz making amends i hope that god forgive me

i’m keeping a ten and that’s the only b_tch that’s riding with me

snort dope through the blue face

rob a p_ssy boy and hang that sucka from a boot lace

homies pulling up to jump the gang but f_ck it’s too late

send them mother f_ckers up so high they flying through sp_ce

turn em to a f_cking astronaut

80000 feet i’m dropping bombs on f_cking babylon

better get to running when i got my f_cking flannel on

b_tch im shipping bullets let my choppa worked at amazon

- lim hill op freeman

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