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Gunplay

No Way Jose

 

No Way Jose

(Album: Active - 2018)


I got my paper right
Now I want pressure
Don't know when it's coming
But it's comin

Homicidal thoughts riding on a Mach
They know who they are, A.K. fully charged
Know I owe you that, bullet in the dark
Double back annoying, double tap and start
Fucka fucka fucka, rocking back and forth
Tape two clips together, that's a double cross
Every a murder and they never solved
Ain't gon' be no different when it come to y'alls

I'ma see about ya, fuck them people watching
Gotta go and get ya, too late when I got ya
Uzi got ya oozing on your partner's shirt
Heard your partner saw me, heard your partner merked
Only plays for keeps long as he deceased
Talking like a killer only killing beasts
Only talking loud when the squad around
Catch a nigga solo, sleep 'em on the creep

Heard he was having conversation with them people
I'ma have that stick talk to him
Murder cases on a daily basis
I'ma pull up and have the stick talk to him
If I let him get away, they won't look at me the same
No way Jose, I'ma have that stick talk to him
No way Jose, I'ma have that stick talk to him
No way Jose, I'ma have that stick talk to him
If I let him get away, they won't look at me the same
Murder murder murder, I'ma have that stick talk to him

My Guala correct, I been ordered to hit
They already paid and they already left
Burners on deck like I ordered a chef
I brought the smoke like it roll out your chest
Fuck all the fame, suck on my thing
Behind, behind my buckle'll swing
Still pulling up in the bucket and bang
And I put that on my jugular vein

Robbery charges, choppers, revolers
Can't talk about nothing I was involved in
They can't protect ya, Hannibal Lecter
Animal shelter, invite the dogs in (Open the gates)
Woof, woof, woof, woof (One to the head)
Nobody knew that he died
Only the shooter knew why

Heard he was having conversation with them people
I'ma have that stick talk to him
Murder cases on a daily basis
I'ma pull up and have the stick talk to him
If I let him get away, they won't look at me the same
No way Jose, I'ma have that stick talk to him
No way Jose, I'ma have that stick talk to him
No way Jose, I'ma have that stick talk to him
If I let him get away, they won't look at me the same
Murder murder murder, I'ma have that stick talk to him

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