Haylo

(Eye-, eye-, eye-)

Eyes low, stay low, give that boy a "Haylo"
Oppa, choppa, watch out for the coppas
Eye-sight, dead night, run up on 'em fast like
Blood stain, cocaine, take off in the fast lane

Questions, questions, all they got is questions
Cops talking off my ear, they wanna hear shit
You don't know me, so why know me?
Don't wanna get in a fight with the police

You got robbed, didn't comply, he went bye-bye
Shot up, dead, fuck you want me to say?
(Dead-, dead-, fuck you want me to say?)
Chainsaw revvin', body count, seven
Pray to your God, but there ain't no Heaven
Chainsaw revvin', body count, seven
Pray to your God, but there ain't no Heaven

Eyes low, stay low, give that boy a "Haylo"
Oppa, choppa, watch out for the coppas
Eye-sight, dead night, run up on 'em fast like
Blood stain, cocaine, take off in the fast lane

Questions, questions, all they got is questions
Cops talking off my ear, they wanna hear shit
You don't know me, so why know me?
Don't wanna get in a fight with the police



Credits
Writer(s): Thorne Baker
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