Sniperz lyrics

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
Just like they dome pushed 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 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 tomb
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 in the front page

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 snipers 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'
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 rigor mortis
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 [?]

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 telling 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