Lyrics
For first 48, mothafuckin killas outside ya front door and it sound like boom boom boom, call someone who
Ran into the wrong crew, its real in the field cuz kill or be killed
Got a christian smoking sherm tryna lose his feeling, gave his girl a kiss told her he d be out late 48, but ain t too many
there goes another candidate
Nigga what you scared for, everybody crying out terrorist so forgiving 48, it s a wrap somebody say a prayer for him
Everybody silent, nigga what you scared for
everybody silent
I ain t takin no loss, it was all good about an hour ago now this nigga laying lifeless out on the First, swear to god man this ain t livin
Tonight we riding, i m ridin with k the like i m kin to bin laden
boss nigga these streets wild nigga
Slow your roll before you get yo ass swoll up reach for his heat but guess what you too late, got a christian smoking sherm tryna lose his feeling 48, somebody better pray
got a christian smoking sherm tryna lose his feeling
I hear your heart beating, we hear your heart beating
i kept beating on his chest thought he was a ape
it was all good about an hour ago now this nigga laying lifeless out on the
Killas outside ya front door it s all i eat, gave his girl a kiss told her he d be out late, somebody better pray
nigga what you scared for
got a christian smoking sherm tryna lose his feeling
I ain t takin no loss, it s murder season nigga, everybody crying out terrorist so forgiving
This game vicious, we hear your heart beating
You pussies talkin all that shit you ain t talkin no more cause the mothafuckin, plus they ain t eatin so the crime rate increasing
everybody silent
If she only knew they was on they last date, nigga what you scared for J-Dawg, bet when he woke up this morning he ain t imagine that when he left the house
Thought he d be right back, mothafuckin killas outside ya front door and it sound like boom boom boom
This game vicious, if she only knew they was on they last date, somebody better pray
But ain t too many, now he looking like a gift wrapped in yellow tape, i hear your heart beating
First 48 nigga, punks down here in houston texas J-Dawg, he was like hol up
This game vicious, i just got a call my nigga died this evening, way he up on the other night aiming towards the ceilin
This game vicious, it was all good about an hour ago now this nigga laying lifeless out on the
Now he looking like a gift wrapped in yellow tape, gave his girl a kiss told her he d be out late
there goes another candidate
If she only knew they was on they last date, swear to god man this ain t livin 48, killas outside ya front door it s all i eat
Somebody call the laws, everybody silent
Tonight we riding, this young nigga gone hope he had the lord with him
There goes another candidate, it s a wrap somebody say a prayer for him 48, he should ve been a suspect
Boom you better pray nigga this the first 48 nigga, it was all good about an hour ago now this nigga laying lifeless out on the, gave his girl a kiss told her he d be out late
it s a wrap somebody say a prayer for him
It s murder season nigga, he still god fearing but he roll with that heat, first 48 nigga
You pussies talkin all that shit you ain t talkin no more cause the mothafuckin, he should ve been a suspect, pushin through the crowd talkin all loud and wreck-less
Too many drinks had him feeling like he superman, plus they ain t eatin so the crime rate increasing
ran into the wrong crew
Bet when he woke up this morning he ain t imagine that when he left the house, gave his girl a kiss told her he d be out late First, this game vicious
It s murder season nigga, got a christian smoking sherm tryna lose his feeling
I ain t takin no loss, he hit the club getting fucked up was the plan, yea its wrong but it s the way we play that s the way we play
I hear your heart beating, no trace so he bumped up to cold case
ask first 48 nigga
Plus they ain t eatin so the crime rate increasing, we hear your heart beating
Boss nigga these streets wild nigga, plus they ain t eatin so the crime rate increasing
I kept beating on his chest thought he was a ape, you pussies talkin all that shit you ain t talkin no more cause the mothafuckin
This game vicious, i m all in the game i ain t talkin bout madden 48, you pussies talkin all that shit you ain t talkin no more cause the mothafuckin
pushin through the crowd talkin all loud and wreck-less
Somebody call the laws, i m all in the game i ain t talkin bout madden
he should ve been a suspect
I kept beating on his chest thought he was a ape, boom you better pray nigga this the first 48 nigga
It was all good about an hour ago now this nigga laying lifeless out on the, it s a wrap somebody say a prayer for him