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tommi oslo & stag (producer) - world shootouts كلمات أغنية

[verse: nas]
yo, release what’s in me
besides the henny, it’s eyes that’s seen plenty
fiends get skinny as if queens was a craig jenny
instead of diet plans, it’s crack, 200 grams
i pump a g_pack, peepin’ for where the d’s at
it’s slow, lookin’ for rambo
the cop who got grazed back in the days
chasin’ n_ggas through my project maze
that cop — he got a death wish
he run behind n_ggas until you breathless
everyday, he makin’ ten arrests, sh_t!
my n_gga, check this, i know the b_tch he rest with
i even blessed it, forty_dash_tеn, inspect it
(already checkеd it, dunn, near his ankle you could see his gun)
peep, he parked his jeep in the back of the slum
to check tanisha, fat ass, real fly with the blonde caesar
vittadini summer gear, she push the two_seater
i heard she brag about the way he eat her
an irish man, short, slim with a tan, they say he laced her cheeba
she do be lookin’ weaker now, her t__th are foul
speakin’ loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer cloud
fat ass dissolvin’, like cotton candy in a mouth that’s starvin’
rock the same gear daily, like a soldier in my squadron
i heard she let jake investigate from her window
’cause she’s a nympho, suckin’ d_ck and coughin’ up info
so now it’s set up, her and the beast to get wet up
i know he’s vest up, we blazin’ from the neck up
(yo, let me knock first) soon as he open, let your glock burst
they had the chains on, son, hit the lock first
we busted in, the cop jerked, jungle popped one in his shirt
i grabbed the b_tch by her tits, she tried to say she earth
we saw the cameras, tape recorders and the monitors
they eyein’ us, (nas, yo, he survived one from the fo’_five)
pull his shades down, they seen his last days now
there’s no way now, we can be treated just like a slave now
two in the dome, he’s laid down, ayo, the b_tch is saved now
she’s livin’ in a snitch grave now
[chorus: nas]
shootouts is similar to wild west
broad daylight, face_to_face without a vest
you know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles
please god, just save the life that the devil sold
see, it was written, but was never told
peep the jewels, black man, it’s even better than gold

[outro: nas]
i sip the dom p, watchin’ ghandi ’til i’m charged

- tommi oslo stag producer

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