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lirik lagu i gotta plan - dj squeeky

[intro: outlaw]
i gotta plan
i i i got i i i i i i i
i gotta plan i’m the man fizzo five in my left hand
i gotta plan
i i i got i i i i i i i
i gotta plan i’m the man fizzo five in my left hand

[chorus: outlaw]
i gotta plan
i i i got i i i i i i i
i gotta plan i’m the man fizzo five in my left hand
i gotta plan
i i i got i i i i i i i
i gotta plan i’m the man fizzo five in my left hand
i gotta plan
i i i got i i i i i i i
i gotta plan i’m the man fizzo five in my left hand

[verse 1: mr. tinimaine]
creep creep dark nights dressed in black with the silver jason mask
smoked out outlaw with the 9 millimeter
put it to his back
shut him up, lay him down
smack em , jack em, how i wanna act
for the ganja hit my lungs
the stank enterin my nose
i was spinnin from the smoke
which was bound to make me cry
you got until the count of three
to drop it off yo motherf~ckin ass
don’t make a false move or you die
chronic city’s callin my name tinimaine
catch a n~gga splurgin with his cheese
yo b~tch ass was slippin
couldn’t hit the stash cause i got yo ass
takin you for all you had
now who’s got the last laugh
finished from the scene
come again, came up clean
i suppose on these hoes
gettin scoped at the skate rink
let me pick the victim then stick em
never trick em
left a mark broke cause we d~cked em
get a driver for the rob
gettin faded fool, put a pistol to you smooth
drop it off to us with ease
give me all the dope and the cheese never tease
make em plead
scratchin motherf~ckers off me like fleas
87 funny thangs hunnid brown cush
no burns sold outside
two twenty five
15 icy bowls wood grain steerin wheel locced out sittin clouds of smoke
can’t see me inside
this my masterplan to get my ass in on a robbery
double barrel 12 gauge pump to your face
stick em up, lay em down, it’s ya n~gga tini
ma(i)ne f~ckin kind as blast in a rage
chokin out some po’ smoke swisher sweet ass n~gga
cut em up and seal em up and takin em out my trunk and dumpin em in the river as i take another pull of reefer
sprinkle sprinkle tini five stay alive
i was doin drills in the fields droppin n~ggas all i can
robbin gangin stangin here’s my motherf~ckin master plan

[verse 2: outlaw]
the sun is goin down
i’m kicked out back in the crib late and smokin indo
that fire blood hay in the middle of the swisher sweet blunt junt thinkin bout a busta hoe
he crossed me out set me up tried to put me in the mix of some mothaf~ckin hoe sh~t
that b~tch gon [?] with the day he test with us chicken outlaw finna cl!ck
it’s friday the thirteenth night falls darkness beholds the land
i’m schemin of a plan deep down in my cranium the n~gga finna feel the wrath
cheefin a blunt when that dope from my system i’m huffin and puffin my brain is cl!ckin
jason mask on a vision to my head it glows outlaw count em like switches
steppin into the moonlight i take flight on a homicidal k!lla mission
post haste with anna on the creep tip headed for the eastern side of memphis
slowly rolling shotty as i reach my destination
mr. parker had a minute shadows tip toe nimble and quick to the front door wait a moment
kick it in mask on 45 nimble grip tightly in my clip
pull it up [?]
he was f~ckin some b~tch i sn~tched him up
hung his hoe from the ceiling fan
now what’s the scope can i know from the get go pimpin you see me bound
drug him out the house stuffed him the trunk now i’m headed to bury him under the mound
orange, that is, b~tch let this story be a lesson
why?
don’t f~ck with tha outlaw masque mane lunatic k!lla trick punk don’t test me i

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