chinese new year
clipse, the
your eyes are like why are you here
judging by my steel i got something to do here
give up the money or the angel cries two tears
front of your crib sounding like chinese new year
i was in and out of homes like the orkin man
never listen to my parents like an orphan man
strong finger on the trigger like it's dwarf's hands
confiscate goodies like repo man sam
fall victim to the klick klack klan
like ya she ms. pac many wish her command
snip cut game just as easy as 1 2 3
breaking an entry so elementary
get what the hustlers get for trying to do what the hustlers do
give up the cash 'fore i turn you cookie monster blue
and your man and them for trying to be hustlers too
i bet them bullet holes burning and hurt
your eyes are like why are you here
judging by my steel i got something to do here
give up the money or the angel cries two tears
front of your crib sounding like chinese new year
let's play cops and robbers and watch
heckler and koch turn cops to martyrs
as well as niggaz wit plots to rob us
i'll turn this motherfucker into shuttas
gunfire leave brethren remains like 9/11
and get the sounds of rounds dispensing
that clack up make 'em back up like it's invisible fencing
when i picture bits and pieces of bone chip and flesh
i will talk you through this
trick or treat niggaz wit hoods want the goods
i feel like robin hood when i share it wit my hood
he who plays hero gets hit
don't let the 9 mill riddle your wits smarty pants
your eyes are like why are you here
judging by my steel i got something to do here
give up the money or the angel cries two tears
front of your crib sounding like chinese new year
when you hear that humming
to take a duck and get the fuck outta harms way
your dying would absolutely make my day
why he had to go look who
but he wasn't so he got betrayed
this is what i did to him
before that took everything
if i didn't get you right you better hold your pistol tight
when we meet in the afterlife
cold chain i'm the black one that bleed
i don't speak i just squeeze
97 p will make you drop to your knees
you'll be floating to a better place your soul feeling free
black and i just don't give a fuck
your eyes are like why are you here
judging by my steel i got something to do here
give up the money or the angel cries two tears
front of your crib sounding like chinese new year