For the love of the money these niggas knock down ya door
It's 4 niggas in a whip and they all trained to go
Got the glocks on they side, in the bag is 4 more
Plotting on them a lil lick, just watch and see how this goes
Hit the weed a couple times turn the block and it's on
They done found them a victim, bout to break in they home
Making plans it's obvious that's if something go wrong,
Somebody get rid of the sticks then everybody get gone
They can feel it in the air now.
The tension strong
Getting that bag is all they care about
F*ck goin home
This shit is urgent they gone clear'em out
And then get gone
For the love of the money these boys will knock off yo dome
They creeping up to the spot lock and loading the glocks
They think they on the same page but one friend tell'em stop
We ain't gone harm this nigga just gone take all his flow
Stash the dope in the bag then we gone head out the door
But this nigga had other plans wanna pop a few shots
Youngin take aim at a nigga then a pop and he drop
This nigga f*cked up plan now they bound to get caught
They hear the screams in the night no time to shake down the spot
They can feel it in the air now.
The tension strong
Getting that bag is all they care about
F*ck goin home
This shit is urgent they gone clear'em out
And then get gone
For the love of the money these boys will knock off yo dome
Now these niggas on the run duck and dodging the cops
They split up in to teams two niggas fleeing the spot
The coppers snagged one nigga
The youngest ready to talk
The other 2 older boys got meet by troopers at large
They extradited these niggas now it's time to play ball
Who gone fold up first? Who gone get sent home?
Niggas writing these statements the realest gone take the fall
Don't know how to keep they mouth shut when that time get involved
Now these niggas testifying scared to take they own lick
They got a witness to take the stand but she anonymous
Put'em On trial make quick but just not obvious
Bang the gavel second degree murder charge life sentence
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For the love of the money these niggas knock down ya door
It's 4 niggas in a whip and they all trained to go
Got the glocks on they side, in the bag is 4 more
Plotting on them a lil lick, just watch and see how this goes
Hit the weed a couple times turn the block and it's on
They done found them a victim, bout to break in they home
Making plans it's obvious that's if something go wrong,
Somebody get rid of the sticks then everybody get gone
They can feel it in the air now.
The tension strong
Getting that bag is all they care about
F*ck goin home
This shit is urgent they gone clear'em out
And then get gone
For the love of the money these boys will knock off yo dome
They creeping up to the spot lock and loading the glocks
They think they on the same page but one friend tell'em stop
We ain't gone harm this nigga just gone take all his flow
Stash the dope in the bag then we gone head out the door
But this nigga had other plans wanna pop a few shots
Youngin take aim at a nigga then a pop and he drop
This nigga f*cked up plan now they bound to get caught
They hear the screams in the night no time to shake down the spot
They can feel it in the air now.
The tension strong
Getting that bag is all they care about
F*ck goin home
This shit is urgent they gone clear'em out
And then get gone
For the love of the money these boys will knock off yo dome
Now these niggas on the run duck and dodging the cops
They split up in to teams two niggas fleeing the spot
The coppers snagged one nigga
The youngest ready to talk
The other 2 older boys got meet by troopers at large
They extradited these niggas now it's time to play ball
Who gone fold up first? Who gone get sent home?
Niggas writing these statements the realest gone take the fall
Don't know how to keep they mouth shut when that time get involved
Now these niggas testifying scared to take they own lick
They got a witness to take the stand but she anonymous
Put'em On trial make quick but just not obvious
Bang the gavel second degree murder charge life sentence
It's 4 niggas in a whip and they all trained to go
Got the glocks on they side, in the bag is 4 more
Plotting on them a lil lick, just watch and see how this goes
Hit the weed a couple times turn the block and it's on
They done found them a victim, bout to break in they home
Making plans it's obvious that's if something go wrong,
Somebody get rid of the sticks then everybody get gone
They can feel it in the air now.
The tension strong
Getting that bag is all they care about
F*ck goin home
This shit is urgent they gone clear'em out
And then get gone
For the love of the money these boys will knock off yo dome
They creeping up to the spot lock and loading the glocks
They think they on the same page but one friend tell'em stop
We ain't gone harm this nigga just gone take all his flow
Stash the dope in the bag then we gone head out the door
But this nigga had other plans wanna pop a few shots
Youngin take aim at a nigga then a pop and he drop
This nigga f*cked up plan now they bound to get caught
They hear the screams in the night no time to shake down the spot
They can feel it in the air now.
The tension strong
Getting that bag is all they care about
F*ck goin home
This shit is urgent they gone clear'em out
And then get gone
For the love of the money these boys will knock off yo dome
Now these niggas on the run duck and dodging the cops
They split up in to teams two niggas fleeing the spot
The coppers snagged one nigga
The youngest ready to talk
The other 2 older boys got meet by troopers at large
They extradited these niggas now it's time to play ball
Who gone fold up first? Who gone get sent home?
Niggas writing these statements the realest gone take the fall
Don't know how to keep they mouth shut when that time get involved
Now these niggas testifying scared to take they own lick
They got a witness to take the stand but she anonymous
Put'em On trial make quick but just not obvious
Bang the gavel second degree murder charge life sentence
Writer: De'Varius Patterson
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