Thieves

I'm the colonel of the motherfucking tank
Got a mattress, no need for a bank
Yeah, I see you motherfucker
But my stare is fucking blank
Last night three motherfuckers thought that
They were gettin' paid
Tried to rob me blind
So I cut open their eyes
Left their blood on my blade
Now I'm sipping lemonade in the shade
Just another day in the 7th Ward by the lake
Yeah, bitch, where I stay
I be riding in that camo Jeep
Double cup is ocean deep
I'm sleeping, don't you make a peep
Y'all a bunch of fucking cheapened sheep
I'll fucking cut and gut
Your fucking seeping slut
And I'm a fucking mutt
I'll sell your meat for bucks

Got a bitch that will get your ass done up
Hot in the winter and cold in the summer
Pussies wanna try to come and run up
Glock cocked and I'm chilling with my gun up
See I, never gave a fuck about nothing
Got crack in the stove
Hide the money in the oven
If I'm ever trying to get my funds up
Break in with the mask
Grab the money real fast
I hope a fucker know when they see me
Never in my life ever sold a CD
Lo-fi pimp, mp3, black and white life, no TV
Smoking that dope on the low
Got all them pounds in the floor
Drugs never slow 'cause this that
Junkie who can flow
It ain't, nothing to rob me a liquor store
Syrup, I'm drinking it by the four
The devil be all up in my soul, bitch

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