Starving Marvin
Living room dress in all black skully cap
Dirty Tims black 9 and bandana to match
Preying on a nigga nest make his egg crack
Got the switch blade to poke a nigga lungs collapse
Hop in the car I'm riding out to see who slipping
Follow the nigga to his stash so I can catch em dipping
This shit is to good to be true I'm talking finger licking
This nigga run like 3 cities and he easy picking
He hopped in the car drove to his crib I kept my distance
I hop out circle the house a window lifted
I peep in this nigga bent I'm talking super twisted
Dis a dolo mission I'm starving I can't split it
I see a chick walk to the house to get some dick
Stumbling up the stairs then knocking belligerent
He peeped through the peep hole, she said its me quit it
He opened the door I flashed my wand like a wizard
Empty ya pockets I want the drugs and the cash
And don't make a sudden move or that a be ya last
I guess he saw his whole life pass in a flash
Cause he froze up like statue and I almost laughed
He shook his head and said dawg this a big mistake
You must be smoking dope running up in my place
You got a lot of mouth with the burner to ya face
You think the cops would give a fuck I tied u up and burned the place
No
Now keep ya mothafucking mouth close
I pressed the barrel harder and almost crushed his nose
I grabbed the girl and told her she can help load the bags
She can load the drugs, he can load the cash
Move, and don't try any thing slick
We can make it easy make it real smooth and quick
Walked to the back she was first he was second
Couldn't take a risk he a run and grab a weapon
She tripped and started crying saw the gun what a blessing
I jumped in front to grab it look how quick I learned a lesson
I cocked my gun then I aimed it right at his head
Fill up these duffle bags or both yall ass is dead
He told me chill homie man you can have it all
And if you need more I can make a quick call
Naw nigga I'm starving and I can't wait
Now shut the fuck up and put the combo in the safe
He dropped down to his knees like he tried to pray
I picked him up and said God cant control ya fate
Walked me to the closet to a trap door
Took a key out opened it safe was in the floor
Packing the money in I said it must be more
And then we heard knocking and "police" at the door
Dirty Tims black 9 and bandana to match
Preying on a nigga nest make his egg crack
Got the switch blade to poke a nigga lungs collapse
Hop in the car I'm riding out to see who slipping
Follow the nigga to his stash so I can catch em dipping
This shit is to good to be true I'm talking finger licking
This nigga run like 3 cities and he easy picking
He hopped in the car drove to his crib I kept my distance
I hop out circle the house a window lifted
I peep in this nigga bent I'm talking super twisted
Dis a dolo mission I'm starving I can't split it
I see a chick walk to the house to get some dick
Stumbling up the stairs then knocking belligerent
He peeped through the peep hole, she said its me quit it
He opened the door I flashed my wand like a wizard
Empty ya pockets I want the drugs and the cash
And don't make a sudden move or that a be ya last
I guess he saw his whole life pass in a flash
Cause he froze up like statue and I almost laughed
He shook his head and said dawg this a big mistake
You must be smoking dope running up in my place
You got a lot of mouth with the burner to ya face
You think the cops would give a fuck I tied u up and burned the place
No
Now keep ya mothafucking mouth close
I pressed the barrel harder and almost crushed his nose
I grabbed the girl and told her she can help load the bags
She can load the drugs, he can load the cash
Move, and don't try any thing slick
We can make it easy make it real smooth and quick
Walked to the back she was first he was second
Couldn't take a risk he a run and grab a weapon
She tripped and started crying saw the gun what a blessing
I jumped in front to grab it look how quick I learned a lesson
I cocked my gun then I aimed it right at his head
Fill up these duffle bags or both yall ass is dead
He told me chill homie man you can have it all
And if you need more I can make a quick call
Naw nigga I'm starving and I can't wait
Now shut the fuck up and put the combo in the safe
He dropped down to his knees like he tried to pray
I picked him up and said God cant control ya fate
Walked me to the closet to a trap door
Took a key out opened it safe was in the floor
Packing the money in I said it must be more
And then we heard knocking and "police" at the door
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Writer(s): Marvin Crittenden
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