Dump Truck 2.0
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Fuck a sucker up
When I reach for my fuckin' Glock
Fuck a sucker up
I'm puttin' a hole in your fuckin' head
Fuck a sucker up
When I reach for my fuckin' Glock
Fuck a sucker up
I'm puttin' a hole in your fuckin' head
Nigga when I step, hold your breath, 'cause I'm creepin' punk
Put that chrome thang to your face, lock 'em in the trunk
Vamp the scene, chillin', Evergreen, with my nigga C
Then they're trillin' me in a '93 Cherokee
Ballin' through the woods, set the palm to the bone yard
Cut my lights of on a with Four Corners camouflage
Thinkin' all the time in my mind, should I kill this bitch
Then my nigga Tommy Wright said, shoot that trick and dump him in a ditch
Grab my Glock and hit the valley, tell 'em fools stayin' low
Runnin' like a fugitive from the fuckin' 5-0
Sweat poppin' from my face, I'm knowin' I got to get away freak
Smokin' on a Kool Filter King hittin' them Back Streets
Feds on a nigga ass, helicopter in the air
Firin' up that tone, bringin' on, I ain't gotta be bird
Ridin' with that .45 Glock 'cause I know the fuckin' shit is on
T-Dog on a mission leavin' me in this fuckin' danger zone
Grippin' the .44 lookin' from side to side, tryna find niggas commitin' a drive-by
These niggas that ain't from Four Corners, so why in the fuck do they wanna be goners
Pop in the clip and leavin' these suckers dead on their back, so we be sellin' the crack
Puttin' you off in the trunk, we be smokin' the skunk, you set in the woods don't you skunk
Killin' the punk with dig on the grave, no matter whatever the shit gon' be clever
The police would never catch on with me, I'm a OG they tell me from Pimpin' Ville
Easily I'm packin' my grip on my hip for niggas that just wanna trip
Showin' out for the cameras, you gon' be dead I'll be locked in the slammer
Anna for you bitches, that nigga that talkin' the shit like I'm goin' out soft
Your hood loft, your ass made it cause it that take you to who is the boss
My nino ross is makin' a nigga fold up with the quickness of business to bein' take care
'Cause these niggas they know who the fuck these niggas scared 'em
It's a murder in the first, will I do time for packin' my nine
In my holster, if a nigga come close, I'm shootin' the bastard, sittin' him to his master
With his and the funeral shit
Whippin' it crime over the , should have never had fucked with no duster
Step in my hood, see how we're leavin' the hell, just like a cell in 2-0-1
Trapped but in the four, I'll drinkin' , while I'll be achin' my gun
Stunned by the police dead on our back is were we lay
So how in the fuck you think do we kind of nigga so , so we let you commence to spray
Day by day the shit goes on, strapped up in this danger zone
What you gon' do this the end of you sucker we're worried about your home
Takin' these niggas to other dimensions the Four Corner niggas are already in spirit
Packin' my heat, but the life in the street for busters you six feet deep
Take my advice and don't step in the hood without a motherfuckin' tone
We'll be ready to blast if you pass through the danger zone
Danger zone come one come all, the bigger they are the harder they fall
The niggas that come runnin' Four Corner Pimpin' Ville brake necks, We're crackin' jaws
Killin' them in your face, Holdin' my Glock we the busters
Keep the clips loaded, Never scared to hold it when I shoot motherfucker
Hit the ground, stick up time, crime is what makes a criminal
Never fakin' never traitin', real gangsters stay original gang
For your good, try to roll through and you gon' meet your maker
Put you in a hearse purse, bein' asked you questions later
Fuck this, fuck your crew, fuck you fool, what you wanna do?
You don't scare me, you'll get buried with the thing you think
Best to make a U-Turn 'cause there ain't no street lights on this block
Better roll deep through the danger zone you better not stop
Danger zone we so deep, creepin' up slow while niggas be sleepin'
Leavin' our victims D-0-8, doin' whatever so we can get payed
Packin' a pistol so break you off bitch, the click is thick so can you handle this
I don't think so here's a piece of info, we'll blast no matter how much you say quit
Try to be bad try to roll through, MCP gon' catch a charge
Ain't no busters in Four Corners, Pimpin' Ville we never flodge
Even if you duck and dodge, best to believe, shootin' you ain't hard
Love to pull a nigga hoe card, only person can say he was god
Start with some indo, smokin' on blunts with my kinfolks
Stackin' them pour, sippin' that brew, high as fuck crack the window
One Man Gang Tommy Wright, killer cap peeler with no love
Put some indo in my system and I'm high as a thug
Leave these scruggs on their back, hit the track and make my ends meet
Time to load them thangs, what them police doin' on my street
Gotta have a ghetto pass, if you don't the shit is on
We'll be ready to blast if you pass through the danger zone
*I´ll put a hole in your fuckin' head*
Fuck a sucker up
When I reach for my fuckin' Glock
Fuck a sucker up
I'm puttin' a hole in your fuckin' head
Fuck a sucker up
When I reach for my fuckin' Glock
Fuck a sucker up
I'm puttin' a hole in your fuckin' head
Fuck a sucker up
When I reach for my fuckin' Glock
Fuck a sucker up
I'm puttin' a hole in your fuckin' head
Fuck a sucker up
When I reach for my fuckin' Glock
Fuck a sucker up
I'm puttin' a hole in your fuckin' head
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