Government Van

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Rozz Dyliams] Showin' out, what you know about Ridin' bumpin' Womack when I'm goin' out When it's late at night and it's like your the only one out Its better to be in a Prius on account of you turn off the motor sound With your stupid ass fine ass bitch and its goin' down It's the castle out penetration till I throw it out It is an it, it is an investmen, it is a thing Till the puppet master decide that it's probably best to start clipping the strings P to the I to the m to the muthafucka muthafuckin' motherfucking P Throwing holy water out a half moon clip to absolve motherfuckers of they envy I learned early on most people would rather feel good than feel free And there are two types of people in this world little chess pieces and me So I don't give a heck about a dang ol' thang blood People like me turn themselves into monsters 'cause it feels good Posted up like Grim B in a place were its cold as fuck Got my bitch killing mask on, before I do it I'ma pull the mask up [Chorus] Man we in trouble again, the boys they be on it again I'm one step ahead of 'em watching 'em Creeping around in that government van They on it again, it feel like a hunnit and ten Looking up out of my window and what do I see, it's that government van [Verse 2: Ouija] Brand new, mask now, swang down, block now Yo brain, splat now, body chop down TOOF GANG on now, bartholomus holdin my Glock now The Government van been rolling again God damnit the Blocc is too hot now I'm gonna get somebody bloody And somebody bloody money gonna pay my attorney I left that boy on a gurny, I fuck his shawty she Purdy Damnit she naughty she dirty, drinking her blood at the party Don't make me hurt anybody The feds have been watching I'm callin up Choirboy like... [Chorus] Man we in trouble again, the boys they be on it again I'm one step ahead of 'em watching 'em Creeping around in that government van They on it again, it feel like a hunnit and ten Looking up out of my window and what do I see, it's that government van [Verse 3: Choirboy] Running man, Running man, dash to a hunnit grand Look out the back, see another van fuck it man Ducking I ain't ducking I be bucking for the fuck of it Dealing with this shit and I had about enough of it Tired of these puppets that be fuccing up the government Tired about this money shit and not having enough of it 'Bout to get a check, fuck it up for the fuck of it Till then, mask up we coming man run the shit No life, low life, thinking if this don't go right One of us gon' die, slow ride Oh my, oh my here's the church here's the muthafuckin' Steeple I swear I see them people when I'm looking out my peep hole [Chorus] Man we in trouble again, the boys they be on it again I'm one step ahead of 'em watching 'em Creeping around in that government van They on it again, it feel like a hunnit and ten Looking up out of my window and what do I see, it's that government van -Why don't cha take care of these muthafuckas one time? Yo you guys been outside my house for like a whole week *gun shot* ??