lirik lagu street trill – cop killer
[intro]
uh – uh – what up – yeah
it’s f-cking street trill back from the dead
resurrected like a motherf-cking king, ha!
just smoking some f-cking weed b-tch
let me pop this vicodin before i f-cking spit
[verse 1]
crash! bust the game open like a scab
my bad, didn’t know your p-ssy -ss had to catch a cab
call your sister over now, huh?
i’m just trying to get a reach around, huh?
i’m ready for a nut bust
trying to have a good f-ck
but she’s on my couch and we’re lounging
and scrounging for some weed
so i flash a few fifties for some luck
now we finally ’bout to f-ck
sending you some pics on my phone
like a f-cking dog, she’s nut deep on my bone, yeah
i hope you don’t mind
i hope you don’t mind
i keep an eye on my money, one eye on her behind, yeah!
i’m f-cking std, it’s free
i’m a mad–ss s.-.b. and i’m spazzing
looking both directions when i’m laughing
you can’t trust a motherf-cker living in a mansion
i’m cracking. ready for the day that my dad says:
“son you better come home and get your -ss handed.”
daddy ain’t raise a b-tch, i’m still laughing
i gather up a few homies off the mattress
we’re g-ssing — swerving up the block in my new whip
it’s f-cking perfect, but the dudes don’t respect a camera
trying to make a movie, but b-tch, i’m not an actor…uh!
we stop for some 40s and some green
make some moves on a shorty we all hope is 18
make a stop for her digits, her t-tties are bouncing
and then she’s in the backseat, yeah, i’m happy
all my homies tell her she’s a queen b
i’m needy, make her suck my d-ck in the front seat
it’s b-mpy — i’m getting bite marks on my tip
but i’m quick, i don’t waste a motherf-cking beat b-tch
[spoken word]
i don’t waste a motherf-cking beat, b-tch
so if you’re looking for me, i’m probably down the street, ha!
just taking more vicodin, oh sh-t, this sh-t is f-cking coming on right now, oh sh-t. here we f-cking go…
(shouts out mahoney, b-tch!)
(shouts out teen wolf, b-tch!)
[verse 2]
bam! rolling up a blunt, b-tch
i’m dancing and running away from the cops
i don’t trust a single one and it’s funny:
stop me in my ride and i promise your daughter won’t see tomorrow
try it — i’m tired of living and being on my own
i’ll make myself known as a cop k!ller, daughter stealer
take the wheel and drive, b-tch
no seriously, take the f-cking wheel and drive
[skit]
[guns firing, sirens blaring)
f-ck you, f-ck the f-cking cops, f-ck you
ha! ha! yeah b-tch! yeah!
street trill!
[verse 3]
yeah!
f-ck a f-cking cop when i’m driving
i don’t have a license, i’d rather k!ll ya
than have to sit in f-cking handcuffs
i ain’t tough, i’m just f-cking sick of being treated like a b-tch
i’ma flip the tables, flip, flip, the tables on you
bring you to my level when i shoot
pow-pow pow-pow pow-pow
nice to meet you, i’ll dump you
in a f-cking barn when i’m through
but please don’t tell the f-cking owners on me
“farmers they don’t like me. farmers they don’t need me”
walking in the house with a fully automatic
laughing while i f-cking shoot your r-t-rded son in the -ss
i’m an addict, smoking on some crack while i’m at it
smoking on some crack while i rape your wife
and grab your stash, b-tch
i’ma tell you one time, here we go y’all
[outro]
k!ll a cop! k!ll! k!ll a cop!
(what?)
k!ll a cop! k!ll! k!ll a cop!
(yeah!)
k!ll a cop! k!ll! k!ll a cop!
k!ll a cop! k!ll k!ll a cop!
(uh!)
k!ll a cop! k!ll! k!ll a cop!
k!ll a cop! k!ll! k!ll a cop!
(and suck a c-ck)
k!ll a cop! k!ll! k!ll a cop!
suck my c-ck and k!ll a cop!
street trill
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