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Cowboys And Indians

 

Cowboys And Indians

(album: Noreaster - 2014)


Cowboys and Indians, cowboys and Indians

Nigga get here at your mother's house
I'll be under the building
Catching you when you're walking out
The complex got the word, is the word of mouth
Killers everywhere, they got to burn us out
[?]
You bragging about some fights
You ain't fought yet
Young man you're a sin
How Friends turn you in an enemy, company, misery
Sell you out for a half a brick
Get you here in the crib while you take a shit
See, I've told them where you'd be
I even told them where you're parking your V
Now you can't move like you want
Got move out the back cause the in the front
But that's the war that you ask for
I'm pretty sure that is more than you act for

Fax, go catch the snitch
Even the bitch used to get money
Fax, go catch the snitch
See you rap, hear rap
Fax, go catch the snitch
Even the bitch used to get money
Fax, go catch the snitch
See you rap, hear rap

Now you can't go [?]
And everywhere you go, you gonna need protection
You snitches have your own section
You had 20 years
You didn't won
That ain't a blessing
Ain't nobody buying
But everybody selling
The French watching
And everybody telling
That's why I changed my numbers for the whole winter
These rats got to die
Master swinger
[?]
I told them that they're dead to me
I give them the recipe
Throw yourself, throw yourself
That's what I pray for
[?]
Pulling away the drive-away
I follow the [?]

Fax, go catch the snitch
Even the bitch used to get money with em
Fax, go catch the snitch
See you rap, hear rap
Fax, go catch the snitch
Even the bitch used to get money with em
Fax, go catch the snitch
See you rap, hear rap

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