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the ridgegrove mafia - degrees of robbery كلمات أغنية

[intro]
you know what i’m sayin’ it’s a lot of bros out here doing this motherf_ckin’ robbery thing
you know what im sayin’ cause there is too many dope [?] out here
running around and sh_t, sellin’ their yeah, yeah
you know what i’m saying take money to make money
you know what i’m sayin
i got a gat, back in my bag
spray one of these b_tches for what they got
so hype dog explain to them b_tches

[verse 1: hype dog]
a pistol packin’ murderer mane
losing my f_cking mind, a psychopath that i walk
cause i’ll let my nine talk, to these b_tches
a bullsh_tting, busta thatjust tryna have some
sh_t like this, making me cl!ck
quick to break you off some
robber like, nighty night, when i’m poppin’ with the hollow tips
out of my glock, 17 shots, making your brain lock, up
can’t you feel it stop, and keep on moving
i keep on poppin’, ’till you’re dead
watching the bloodskeet out your head, in the midst
stepping up to a real motherf_cking k!ller
im the ferilla [?]
twisting these n_ggas wigs, back, ra_ta_tat
goes my gat, leaving a n_gga dead g
1_8_7_2_11 first degree, robbery, b_tch
[hook]
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery

[verse 2: lil whack]
one, n_gga dead, 15 bullets up in his ass
hand me the f_ckin’ clip so i can turn to a madman
smokin’ that chicken that keep me cl!ckin’ now you know that it’s on
maddie whack, patty whack, hand me the f_ckin’ tone
n_gga forgot the clip, give me the bullets man
lil wack, [?] hyped out, playa d_stone, [?]
pimpin’ ass n_gga like, [?] don’t be fine as sh_t
pr_ne nose, [?] are ready to k!ll a b_tch
pimpin’ out here we come, ready to bust a dome
won’t go with that sh_t mane, you better just go on
before i rip off yo’ head, put it up in yo’ sac
twisting your d_mn neck, ’till i hear, the f_ckin’ crack
i’m ’bout to go crazy mane, i’m taking my hit list’
i gotta k!ll the n_ggas so i can get some blood b_tch
point the glock to his head, he said “please don’t k!ll me”
1_8_7_2_11 first degree robbery
[hook]
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery

[verse 3: dj big mac]
as i, creep, through your motherf_ckin’ neighborhood
5 deep, in a steamer
and i’m about to live this f_ckin’ dream up
so if you bustas think you wanna get it on
i think you better pack your motherf_ckin’ tone
before i clown, and put your ass, six feet in the ground
these weak ass n_ggas ain’t never been, down, for the crown
so when we come you better get ready to hear some f_ckin’ noise
cause when we come you know we bring the tec
and the rest, of the n_gga, how in the f_ck do you figure, that you gonna k!ll a k!ller
me and the rest of the n_ggas will make you look like a thrilla
cause i will cut your head off, tear your f_cking throat out
trappin’ from the sea, to the honeycomb hideout
and if you bustas wanna try and bring that sh_t to the door
i think you need to step so i can drop your ass, to the floor
because i thought i told you stupid n_ggas not to f_ck with me
i think it’s time, for the player g to do a first degree, robbery

[hook]
robbery, robbery, robbery, robbery, robbery, robbery, robbery, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
[verse 4: dj big mac]
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
(third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery)
n_gga be trippin’ i’m loadin’ a clip and i’m makin’ them drop off the cheese
my victim, hes flodgin’, he’s showin’ off the gravy
hollow point, ask the questions, shall we k!ll him? maybe
“please don’t, please don’t please don’t, k!ll me”
watchin’ a busta big show, sure does thrill me
spellin’ them in green, make the big man cofiend
mister robber, mister stang, livin’ against the [?]
drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, busta
a n_gga ain’t got no gravy, i’m tired of bein’ a hustler
takin’ high school kids coats, sell it then i buy some dope
hearing n_ggas laughin’ cause they think i’m a motherf_ckin’ joke
drop it up, drop it up, give me the f_ckin’ gravy
i specialize, i specialize in first degree robbery

third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery
third degree, second degree, first degree, robbery

- the ridgegrove mafia

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