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murder rate - 600breezy lyrics

[intro]
new at 5:30, the city’s crime statistics for july paint a disturbing picture
chicago saw a fifty*one percent increase in murders over the last year
wgn has rob sneed who is live on the lake front with the latest, rob ()
yeah, a community activist i spoke with with told me that they’re disturbed by that number
they say the violence is out of control

[verse 1]
sippin’ wocky, d*mn, i miss the acty
semis clap, we flip a n*gga whip like twisted metal black
these beams came attached, sticks’ll get him back
chicago bеars, the offence a1 but thе defense stacked, n*gga
and all you n*ggas rats, n*gga
and most these n*ggas rats
how you comin’? b*tch, i’m bummin’ six
we got six hundred bl!cks and sixty thousand dollars, that’s for both my wrists
rapper b*tch, she tried to play me but i know she sick
lil’ ugly b*tch, i’m cookin’ like hibachi how we come with sticks
lyrical assassin, ride with hammers patient
givin’ out smoke, all these n*ggas cancer patients
i don’t rap, i’m sayin’, huh, we on they ass, that’s daily, huh
appearance flawless in the trap, that’s the— that pay me, huh
appearance flawless in the— lemme talk to ’em, huh
fn bullets walk through him, put the chalk to him, n*gga, look
[interlude 1]
huh
i just be really talkin’ to these n*ggas though, huh

[verse 2]
i don’t be knowin’ what these n*ggas thought
they all soft and that jewelry fake as h*ll, they need to take it off
i still send assault, i miss to get it off
and i’m buyin’ all the green, b*tch, i’m ricky ross
we won the game when we lost the toss
it hurt the heart when we lost leonard
n*ggas b*tches, need a leotard
i lost my f*ckin’ mind, i go retar*ded, huh
these n*ggas got me started
loafin’ with them n*ggas, b*tch, you might be a target, huh, look, n*gga
and we ain’t the ones they better play
this sh*t every day, we cookin’ sh*t on camera, i know rachael ray, huh
i got a lot to say but i ain’t sayin’ much
don’t play with us, from everyway we bust your homie angel dust

[interlude 2]
and again holmes could not emphasize enough
if you see something, if you see crime happening in your neighborhood call police
reporting live, rob sneed, wgn news
alright, rob
every time i break down i just stop
you know, i just get to talkin’ to n*ggas so they can really understand me, n*gga, huh
[verse 3]
in miami on a yacht with six b*tches
check came in, i bought up all the switches
young n*gga movin’ trees, i love christmas
parkway, live from jackson, mississippi in the motherf*ckin’ trenches
what you know ’bout it? n*gga, huh
what you know ’bout it? n*gga, huh
look, mtv to vh1
swear to god i had my way with any pretty b*tch i want
got these p*ssy n*ggas shakin’ like a f*ckin’ strip joint
and that last n*gga we smoked we broke the board, f*ck a point
b*tch, we won at this point, n*gga, huh

[outro]
we really won this sh*t, man
this sh*t over with, man
i’m just really pickin’ on you n*ggas
grr, bop
gang sh*t, n*gga, huh

- 600breezy lyrics

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