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Secret Indictment Lyrics

(Intro)
Get em uhh what what say f*** the cops n****
f*** the cops n**** thugged out what get em
(Chorus)
Juvenile as a child but goin to the pen as men
Either Rawkus Isle Four Shone or San Quinn
Where my life end f*** doin time in the pen
I'd rather die f*** time in the pen secret indictment

I'm strikin like lightning in the fast lane
Introduced to the crack game by n**** Jermaine
And get your scratch man
The gats came, the leather gloves and ski masks came
And then the lake on the slaps came
Ain't a d*** thang to it
Do fool we just gon do it
Get em for the kilos and embalming fluid
I'm a do it but since I'm new to it
Ask that n**** why you don't do it
He said hey yo that's the n**** I'm cool with
I fool with on the Peruv s***
But dudes sick drunk off two fifths
He showed me where the kilos is hidden at
Exclusive but cuz I knew s*** nobody lose s***
They ruthless but if I do the lick n**** we screw s***
So if you gon do it let me know
You let me know what to do with this s*** when I get it
Meet me at Texaco and then we'll flee get away fly to Mexico
Cancun the lampoon with the fileco
Illegal drug life we'll live the thug life
Ever since a kid when my father used to sniff the white
In front of me look what you've done to me
Your son is gonna be a thug
Until they put one in me or I'm a see my blood
I need to bust f***** with the n***** rein up
Soon as we get this lick n***** gon be seein us
Hop in the GM truck then pull up to the spot
Not knowin it's bein watched by cops
Still I creep up the stairs with the glock hot
Kicked down the door
Where the n**** hides the money at I hit his bedroom drawers
For sho money galore n**** I scored
s***** a lotta gs put it in my socks and the wallabys
Got the kis out the basement left his his s*** vacant
But the cops had a n**** on surveillance
They let me take s*** they didn't raid s***
But finally watch a n**** make that illegal exchanges
Listen yeah n**** I told yo m*********** a** this was a sweet
a** lick throw that s*** in m*********** trunk fool
Lets ride to this m*********** telly and get up with these hoes

(Chorus x2)

That was an easy lick put the kicks in his whip
Then we hit the hotel six to split the chips
Police will get this s*** crunk
Called the n**** that we robbed told em we'd rob em now its big funk
And n***** like him be waitin for s*** to jump with the pump
Get your ump throw the b**** in the trunk with the b**p
Then the police told him where we stay
Think we got a smooth getaway parlay
Drinkin Alize and Crysti with these bad b****** drippin on the floor
Til some n**** kicked down the door
And screamed any last wishes in a ski mask trippin and mack grippin
All we had was two gats hidden
One in the bathroom one in the kitchen the ho that was trippin
Started cryin he slapped her a** and said stop bicthin
Now y'all listen give me all the chickens
Before a n**** could mention anything he shot my n**** in the back
Called him a rat and slapped him with a gat
He blew the b****** wig back clack clack
Unload put a new clip back clack clack
Aimed the gat at me asked me where the crack at
You know we had to stash that said it's in the kitchen in a knap sack
Hey let me show you don't do no funny moves or I'll blow you
I know you it's over here he seen the Peru
I grabbed the tech twenty-two out the drawer c***ed it back and blew
His f***** brains on the wall grabbed the caine f*** the broads
Tried to leave out the hotel room and seen the laws pull up
'Freeze put your hands up or we're comin in with tear gas'
s*** I ran back in the hotel room stashed the cash
And the slapsticks and you know through the glass came the gas
Bombs and m************ sprayed likeSadam Hussein
It came to this b**** cops is dangerous
Chokin could barely breath no air police everywhere
So I crawled in the bathroom hide in there
Plus I got a five in there
'Come out or we're comin in'
Put his sight in the air but I'm not goin alive I swear
(Outro)
I'll blast myself 'No son' n**** back up all y'all back up
I'm puttin this gun to my m*********** head 'No put thst gun down son'
No I'm puttin it in my mouth 'You don't wanna do that' Back up back up
'No man' It's in my mouth 'No you ain't gon do no time' Back up
'You ain't did nothin yet' I'm I'm a Pull pull the trigger
'Put that gun down you ain't done nothin you ain't done nothin'
It's the end of the albulation I don't give a f***
'You got too much to live for you don't wanna do that' I'm ready to die
'Naw Naw please man take the gun down' Back up 'No No don't do it man'
Back up 'Don't do it no no' Back up n**** 'd*** shot himself'
'Someone call an ambulance 911'
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