Vimuwima - Midas Lyrics

Came to your strip everybody run
Rounds with the mob negas get spun
Kick down doors heard you're the plug
Take man's fude thanks very much
Gee fuq shanks man I like big guns
Mash in my jeans ten toes on my ones
Owe me P's must be nuts
Crying to your face nega where's my funds
Twelve inch on my waist that's stainless
Twelve inch on my waist go through chest plates
Little nega this knife is dangerous
Four ten K what where
Say that to my face leave man on the pavement
Juice man then I bill up the pin-head
Am to the face and my amm needs patience
Am to the face and my amm needs patience

Four ten K what where
Say that to my face leave man on the pavement
Juice man then I bill up the pin-head
Am to the face and my amm needs patience

Sike tell 'em move hella amm
If you see me better run life
Run a man down with a pole
Send 'nuff cone in a op's back
Be a man proper then ghost
Back to the ends on my own oh yeah
Phone up rap for a bit
Phone up rap for a box of the cro

Trap and bang
My head's hella hot and my heart's hella cold
Trap and bang
My head's hella hot and my heart's hella cold
Trap and bang
My head's hella hot and my heart's hella cold
Trap and bang
My head's hella hot and my heart's hella cold

Four ten K what where
Say that to my face leave man on the pavement
Juice man then I bill up the pin-head
Am to the face and my amm needs patience
Be a man proper then ghost
Back to the ends on my own oh yeah
Phone up rap for a bit
Phone up rap for a box of the cro