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lirik lagu $lim hill & op. freeman - postal

sendemup, sendemup, sendemup yuh

sendemup, sendemup, sendemup

cl!ck boom!

m~th~f~cka’ going postal

1996 i’m bout to kick it f~ckin’ old school yuh

eureka k!lla’ cali’ been corrupted

n~gga cl!ck bang this choppa gon’ f~ckin’ cause a ruckas

kickin’ it wit my a ones i’m kickin’ it wit my day ones

wish a p~ssy m~th~f~cka’ would come in and say sum’

f~ r double e

to the m~a~n

he be robbin’ m~th~f~ckas’ just so he can pay the rent

m~th~f~cka’ doesn’t walk only moves with the wind
grab the double barrel shotty he’s on the hunt for a benz

toxic b~tch yo f~cking breath make me nauseous

smelling like you ate a f~ckin’ bag of some dog sh~t

high off of my ass i’m bout to blast

jackie da rippa’ creepin’ through yo block wearing a mask

smoking gas

hands in the air this is a stick up

cruising down to broadway bout to get my d~ck sucked

chins up bout to go and cop a f~ckin’ pick up

she was callin’ me daddy b~tch i think you got me mixed up

cause if you really knew me you would think that i was a sick f~ck

hard to be a dawg walkin’ around with some big nuts

tweakin’ ice in the pipe its deceiving
f~ck a shotgun stab em’ up leave em’ leakin’

bleeding finna’ sendemup bout’ to reap them
runnin till your out of f~ckin’ breath off the deep end

im the one that you really shouldn’t f~ck with

packing on a double barrel shotty elmer fudd sh~t

d~mnit! grippin on the plastic!

bout’ to sendemup to another f~ckin’ planet

got it till its gone like my name was f~cking janet

hits from the bong got me feeling f~cking manic!

grippin’ on the steel n~gga f~ck how ya feel

snortin’ methamphetamine through hundred dollar bills

tell me what ya know about filling vacuum seals

i ain’t gonna f~cking stop until i got a hundred mil’ motherf~cker!

slimmy da slaughter f~cking back on the track
and b~tch if you ain’t with the sh~t then you can l!ck my f~cking nut sack

d~mn! creeping up out the mother f~cking hollow with the stihl

heard you got a problem mother f~cker what’s the deal?

red dot! red dot!

creeping up on yo block to land this mother f~cking headshot

(run b~tch boom!)

sendemup! sendemup!

you can’t run from this chopper you p~ssy b~tch you out of luck

twins in the amg i feel like ricky bobby

let the choppa shoot i’m singing mother f~ck the posse

all black whip looking like a flag ship

heard he talking sh~t and now he leaking with a fat lip

i’ll f~ck a red b~tch a blue b~tch a green b~tch

slimmy da slaughter you know the mother f~cking demon

all seasons cup got me leaning

ran out of bullets but i still got the boy freeman

had a punk b~tch that ratted on me

now i keep that 45 tucked inside the jacket homie

stacking h~lla cheese you f~ck boys just stack bologna

up inside of yo b~tch guts the p~ssy sound like f~cking macaroni

the way that i spit it sound like i’m ripping a f~cking mac 11

sinking a b~tch in the river delivered to god i send em back to heaven

hold up now just wait a minute

my microphone just blew the f~ck up from all the flame i spit it

got these mother f~ckers thinking slimmy practice satanism

hear the reaper creeping like he out to pay today a visit

b~tch get buck got choppas in the pickup

rolling down the funk i’m on my way to get my d~ck sucked

get my f~cking nut and then my d~ckies getting zipped up

cruising past ya block middle fingers getting flipped up

whippin the benz making amends i hope that god forgive me

i’m keeping a ten and that’s the only b~tch that’s riding with me

snort dope through the blue face

rob a p~ssy boy and hang that sucka from a boot lace

homies pulling up to jump the gang but f~ck it’s too late

send them mother f~ckers up so high they flying through sp~ce

turn em to a f~cking astronaut

80000 feet i’m dropping bombs on f~cking babylon

better get to running when i got my f~cking flannel on

b~tch im shipping bullets let my choppa worked at amazon

- lirik lagu lim hill op freeman

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