Frame me! Lyrics
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Frame me! Lyricsby Pastor Troy Buy album CD: Face Off [Pastor Troy] [Verse 1:] It was this muthafucker hi' about the got damn N.A.R.C.'s To see how quick to get the ki in college park I knew him from the shop, knew he was full of shit *ripped that nigga half a block, charged a whole brick I got him thinking well shit I'll get dat money back Got a surprise for his ass, hell naw jack, I got to go I cut the corner by the store when they first got on my ass Carrying all my damn dope, so I got to be fast I'm looking mad as a muthafucker stooped down low And I'm a kill me a muthafucker, I can't go Cause hell no, that 44 is tapping my side Telling me to turn around on these bitches and *fire And see I never should've served that nigga I'll make it my business to murder that nigga You see I, I shouldn't of served that nigga I'll make it my business to murder that nigga [Hook in background:] (You fucked up when he see my ass again) A frame me, frame me, you gone die bitch [Recite 8x) [Verse 2:] I cut between this green house and this blue muthafucker Still toteing my money, I'm headed back towards my brother On tha other street, pulled my heat, released three They may catch some, but they will never catch me And with this nigga half a ki, I'm running faster than ever S squads and the N.A.R.C.'s, but they got to come better Got my pistol in my left hand, my money in right These niggas fucking with a made man and shots take flight I think they might try to cut me off on Pecan Drive Make a left, then a right, hold my breath and hide Then go aside of this old house and change my clothes Trying to find a safe place where I can hide my dope I'm creeping up out the do', slip of my grinding suit I reload the 44, now I'm ready to shot I took the money to the back, cut the shit in the sofa Look *suspicious like that, so I tipped it over Now I'm smiling like the Joker on the brink of a laugh Now I got to find this nigga that tried to act Cause see I, never should've served that nigga I'll make it my business to murder that nigga [Hook in background:] (You fucked up when he see my ass again) A frame me, frame me, you gone die bitch [Recite 8x] [Verse 3:] I stepped back out in the darker suit, threw on my skully Know tha N.A.R.C. 's some where mad as hell, looking bout ugly But they can't touch me, I know what they gone do before it's done Now they advise that young muthafucker to run Cause when I come, I'm coming with tha work All you hear is gun shots, you see a nigga hurt He shouldn't of fucked with me Living out lucky, he playing it smart Don't show yo face, in College Park It's getting dark, so I sparked, cause I ain't smoked all day Where ever that muthafucker hiding, his ass better stay Cause I don't play muthafucker, let's get that straight now Muthafuckers will do what muthafuckers allow But I'm like blaow, how the hell am I going under Caught him cutting the corner, I filled him up with the thunder Made him wonder was it worth it, put four in his heart Don't start that shit in College Park I ripped his chest apart and shot that bitch walking with him Then I went and called a ambulance to come and get 'em Had to hit 'em, to show 'em I'm a real muthafucker I grabbed my money and hit 20 it's to Augusta I never should've of served that nigga I made it my business to murder that nigga You see I shouldn't of served that nigga I'll made it my business to murder that nigga Hook: In background (You fucked up when he see my ass again) A frame me, frame me, you gone die bitch [Recite till end]
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