Statute of Limitations

Oh yeah this lenny Grant story nigga
Oh if you a real nigga you need to roll up some' to this nigga
Drink some Hennessey nigga
See one of your man just locked up somebody nigga
Are we on real nigga time nigga?
(Whoa)

We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn't for that statute of
limitation not sayin' them niggas names nigga
My niggas like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
That throw yo' black ass right in the feds

Fuck them niggas we killed they was supposed to be dead (Fuck 'em)
It was them or us, so we them in the head
Fuck being broke, we supposed to get bread
You know what I do, if I get caught I'mma go to the feds
You think I give a fuck about a rap nigga?
Being mad 'cause I dissed 'em on a track nigga
From where I see, from round here
Don't call me to get it back nigga
like Sean Kingston you ain't gonna get it back nigga
We ain't doin' it here how Meech was doin' it, but we doin' it
We don't pull out guns unless we shootin' it (Bang Bang)
Shoot to kill no play shit,
broke mac don't spray right when we spray shit
Kids outside,
Only ones dying, thats the niggas we came to hit

We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn't for that statute of
limitation not sayin' them niggas names nigga
My niggas like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
That throw yo' black ass right in the feds

Niggas said they with this shit, don't know what this shit about
Dope boy in a drought never go a different route
Like them gold fronts nigga, spit 'em out
you gon' make me hit you right here in this waffle house
Fear is a option, danger is real
Go ahead, play tough guy and get your ass killed
Niggas who's talking 'bout Bubu sayin my man drop down earth
The party was jumpin' when I pop them
Next day niggas was talkin' with a different tone (shit)
Why niggas ain't telling I get my name known
Fuck you thought when a nigga got a bone to pick
Hit ya with that hollow tip, better corner cheap
I'm a hustler my nigga, I get to the bread
I don't know none 'bout no nigga been shot in the head
Niggas sayin' I hit him, that's not what I did
Do me a solid
Say that if you talk to the feds

We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn't for that statute of
limitation not sayin' them niggas names nigga
My niggas like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
That throw yo' black ass right in the feds

God don't care 'bout them niggas we killed,
They in hell nigga
But police want put us in the jail nigga
Mad can't nobody,
won't tell nigga no witnesses
no fingerprints on the cells nigga (haha)
So they lock us up with no pale nigga
Barely write letters, they reading through niggas mail nigga
My man like the fuck is we doin',
in the studio writin' song about niggas been shootin'
can't make this up, its 3 in the morning B
My man stopped my engineer from recordin' me
Fuck what they think they know, they can't prove shit
He like, "i hear you niggas but this ain't how we do shit
I know he right, but I don't want to hear him
I'm spittin' in police face and I'm hopin' they're hearin'
Black lives matter, I've done took that nigga
Before I said a nigga name bring the hook back nigga

We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn't for that statute of
limitation not sayin' them niggas names nigga
My niggas like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
That throw yo' black ass right in the feds



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Jackson, Leonard Grant, David Scott, Antwan Thompson, Michele Matera
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