Sniperz lyrics

[Verse 1: Sniper]
sh*t is about to hit the fan
n*gga so dont be late
I got the beretta do anything that it takes
Like Scarface keep my bankroll on me
And when the skimask on my face you can't say sh*t to me
My time has come so I detonate me a f*cking bomb
Walked in the bank and said welcome to Vietnam
Aye yo Red do you have them hoes under control
Slice they throat flush they head in a toilet bowl
Its do or die so I supply myself with a weapon
f*ck the police watch me creep with this kidnapping
One of the hostages just screamed and pulled off my mask
They make a run for it did they make it lake your ass, boom boom is the sound of my two
n*gga deja boom don't make me act a motherf*cking fool
Because if I do I might go into a rage, c*ck up that pump and leave yo asses on the front page

[Interlude: Al Pacino]
f*ck you, what do you think I am?
Think I get no kiss from a woman?
f*ck that
I don't need that sh*t in my life

[Verse 2: Tupe]
Hit em up mothaf*cka this is it
Cause on the contrary move around leavin' from the south of France, flyin' by
While my n*gga Sniper's on the boat
He got the 50 grand in the briefcase in them fifty keys of dope
And I hope that he don't get busted
They can't be trusted
Overseas, the Philippines, we got 'em on their knees
Screaming "please, please, please, please, let me go"
Before I let you go, b*tch, I gotta cut your throat
And fill it with stitches
No snitches will be left behind
You claim you scared to die well hoe you walkin a thin line
Ayo Runna man, what's up, gag them b*tches mouth
And if he moves blow his mothaf*ckin brains out
Bank account count adds to the way I'm living
'Cause livin' on earth ain't no mothaf*ckin' head givin'
[Verse 3: Tupe]
Here I go again, in the wind with my TEC-9
c*ck up my piece as I sneak closer to the ground
Suckas paranoid duckin' and dodging through the forest
Getting high off that angel dust, cause they boutta rigamortis
Why you tellin me about your mothaf*ckin problems?
A shank will cause damage more worse than a revolver
Going out like in them sides when I'm blastin on a victim
Just creepin up slow, take my shank and I stick em trick
Up in his gut, watch me ball up against the wall
The bigger the n*gga who comes, the quicker the n*gga who falls, falls
Blood stains all over the muthaf*ckin' wall
He's foaming at his mouth cuz I filled him up with [?]

[Verse 4: Big Red]
Screaming out "f*ck Y'all"
Heading for my n*ggas claiming this hoe is talking sh*t
So I stabbed them in em face
He acted like a junk, from the jump, I took his pump
And if I had time I locked they asses up in the trunk
I stepped out the pad with my friend by [?] street
Then I jumped into the Caddy, with them crooked M-A-C
I'm tired of being [?]
I headed for the highway, put the pedal to the floor
I made a left turn as I burned down the avenue
Voices in my head tellin' me, "Red, they right behind you"
Will you surrender or be considered as a fugitive?
I don't give a f*ck because them pigs don't know where I live
[Outro: Big Red & Tupe]