Dusk Til Dawn
Dark Lo, Rigs, Rob Gates, Ransom
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After these murders you'll see which niggas regret crime
After my murders its steak, Coronas, and fresh lime
I'm relaxed, gun in my palm drinkin my seat back
You from the mud?
Ironic thats where we planted ya seed at
And beneath that about six feet more where you find yo niece at
These niggas cop pleas when they feel my energy
Tryin to cook up but don't know the chemistry
Don't gotta look tough when you got these felonies
You so official that you drop flags
when you see these penelties nigga
I caught my first victim at sixteen or so
His eyes got big then he started breathin slow
I whispered out loud there's some shit you need to know
Try not to struggle makes it worse, let ya body release its soul
Them Slugs is hot but them streets is cold
That drug spot got the preacher froze
Drops to his knees when he treats his nose
Prays to god but stares at the devil like look I need some more
Its only right that I bless this scripture
You know who real but the rest'll get ya
He hard headed he know it all
Pound his head like an old TV an make sure he gets the picture
What's all this talk when my gun is warm
These choppas sound like a thunderstorm
Ya momma lookin like something wrong
Dusk Till Dawn
It only got dark when that bitch's son was gone