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tommy wit da tone – resurrection ov da 5150 كلمات اغاني

verse i: tommy wit da tone

rollin down the street, gettin high and duckin police
plottin on a f_ckin scheme to break the bank with no receipt
we gonna break them b_tches down _ aim the glock, wave it around
ain’t no need to shoot them clowns, no murder charge on tommy now
we gotta scare all the bank tellers, make em feel under the weather
copious amounts of pressure all for monetary pleasure
yeah the mask up on my face, they can’t see it therе’s no case
makin my move and then displacе, i’m takin yo money from the bank… but
one of them m_th_f_ckas try to test me, concealed carry, so i could not see
non combatant from the streets, that b_tch boy gonna die protecting money
this stupid mans he missed his shot, now this m_th_f_cka gonna feel my glock
took a little hit and now he layin there in rot
and now i really gotta worry bout them piggies known as cops
glock to yo glock to yo glock to yo dome
you don’t wanna wanna f_ck around with this big chrome
pass the f_ckin money and i’ll let you go home
filllin up the bag now my mouth starts to foam
i can hear all the sirens after all the violence
just wished for compliance, but they done got silenced
running out the bank with a murder robbery
you done f_cked up, lying dead in the streets lil b_tch

verse ii: cadaver da mane
time to get the f_ck outta dodge, police surround like an entourage
news camera crews like a f_ckin montage, but they don’t know they bout to get barraged
pullin out my f_ckin ak, hollow tips make a m_th_f_cka lay
cuttin em, buckin em, making it spray, all of you b_tches gon get it today
half of these coppas i’m leavin em dead, feeding my choppa more scripts of that lead
sh_ts getting hotter my eyes are so red, no need for a spotter, the needle been thread
hoppin in the whip, make that b_tch b_tch go skrt, sw_ng over bodies, the curb and the dirt
hit 75, realize i’m hurt, b_tch i look down, got blood on my shirt, uh
coppas shot me now i’m dead, satan speaks to me he says
“tommy boy it ain’t your time yet” resurrected from my death
see the reaper creepin, shut my eyes and then i seep in
what the f_ck i just ain’t thinking, this sh_t real my skin is peeling
now the reaper he takes me to satan, he says i’m complacent
adjacent to torture and anguish, more bodies that need be cremated
i’m reanimated from death as my fate reinstated
come from the grave, satan sent me today
m_th_f_ckas know it’s cadaver da mane

- tommy wit da tone

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