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Kick A Door

 

Kick A Door

(album: Life Of A Savage 2 - 2012)


We kick in through the door, guns to his face
Rob him for his weight, smoke by the day
Running through his crib, where the money safe?
Bitch niggas talking shit, make 'em andale
Mask up, kill his ass in broad day
All my niggas with' it, he don't want play
We got guns that'll leave his ass the wrong way
I'mma teach these niggas lessons, show 'em gun play

Big money, big money
All my niggas know, it's how to take some
Running for the bag, I'mma spray some
Your bitch she choosing me, don't gotta take none
I'm in it for the money, I'm the spotlight
Disrespect my niggas, we gon' take your life
I don't show no sympathy in doing life
Fucking on your bitch, yeah it ain't right
I'mma make her starve if she fuck with him
I'mma turn this movie to a rated film
And get to clapping at 'em, man his baby and 'em
These niggas don't want war, we just kill the noise

We kick in through the door, guns to his face
Rob him for his weight, smoke by the day
Running through his crib, where the money safe?
Bitch niggas talking shit, make 'em andale
Mask up, kill his ass in broad day
All my niggas with' it, he don't want play
We got guns that'll leave his ass the wrong way
I'mma teach these niggas lessons, show 'em gun play

I rob a lot of fools, where the cash at
Gun play heat his ass, where the stash at
I don't take shit, I look past that
Of course yeah I'm that nigga, yeah she on my dick
My niggas come with choppers, just to clear the site
These niggas they don't want it, we ride threw with bikes
Fifty shot mack will put him on the flat
And I pop a lot of X, be doing dumb shit
Don't make me pull a trigger, shooting out of it
Hollows in his 30 change his body temp
Bad bitches on me, I don't conversate
Just fucked her, then I gotta get her out the way

We kick in through the door, guns to his face
Rob him for his weight, smoke by the day
Running through his crib, where the money safe?
Bitch niggas talking shit, make 'em andale
Mask up, kill his ass in broad day
All my niggas with' it, he don't want play
We got guns that'll leave his ass the wrong way
I'mma teach these niggas lessons, show 'em gun play

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