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Fleek Spazzin’
- Yiddish code talkin’ wit’ my British bros hawkin’ some guy named Philip with a crip pose walkin’
- Last week he slipped some big nosed jock a couple bills to get us killed just fo’ talkin’
- One of his members was a rat who told us watch for my drinks cuz they might be filled with toxins
- So I steady watchin’, out my window I see white shadows crawlin’, wifey begins bawlin’
- Call my man Spazzo, he known for scaling fish, not the swimmers that you hook in autumn
- He was a monstrous figure, ichor of blood flowing through his brain like rivers
- Whiskey scotch drinker, bar fighter, throw your head on the wooden table, catch a couple splinters
- Heart’s cold as the inside of a still car without the engine revvin’ in the winter
- So he pulled up with eight clips to spray Crips who lay ‘round my estate playin’ tricks
- He saw Philip sprinting away, like a nun prayin’ sins away, Spaz’ grabbed his hair and sprayed
- Tucked the body at the cemetery under a fresh grave where the dirt was still dark, not grey
- Told me “last place the jakes look for a body is a place full of graves”
- Didn’t say nothin’, let Spaz’ go, blessed him with eight hundred dollars in his safe
- The thief’s theme
- The rugged life don’t make you act right
- The thief’s theme
- The rugged life don’t make you act right
- The thief’s theme
- The rugged life don’t make you act right
- The thief’s theme
- The rugged life don’t make you act right
- Spaz’ the next day riding on the express freeway, glove compartment full of freebase
- In the car with him is his man named Fleek Jake, he rides with his hat tilted totin’ three eights
- Muzzles long as magazines, putting foes into puzzles, pieces of their jammed in teeth
- Bunch of skull fractors, the autopsy peeps knows it’s Fleek but police
- Can’t seem to track him down so he stays with the man Spazzo free from the seams
- Of handcuffs, he carry more coke flakes than flakes of dandruff
- When he enters, you stand up, pay him a grand or tuck your chain cuz it’ll get snatched up
- The two of the men hit the KFC, they ordered both a clean three piece
- Cashier lookin’ at ‘em funny, Fleek punches his in his teeth, whole place wild while Fleek eats the meat
- Spazzo hops in the whip, oh shit here come the mean police
- Officer Lee in one of them, he’s always in the streets antagonizing peeps
- Last week he blasted heat at some junkie who traded his stamps for damp green
- That was Spazzo’s dawg, ol’ Lee better watch out for his damn speech
- Five O speeds up, 180 kilometres zoomin’ up the road, cars moved to the right
- Spaz’ and Fleek ravagely press the gas to their jeep and sped off while they seeked
- A way to escape but the Jake caught up to their estate and bashed the jeep
- Both cars slam into the wall, Spaz and Fleek turn over, out the window Fleek falls
- Spaz’s legs been cut off from the crash he screamin’, Lee crawls
- Closer, got a clip in his gun ready for action from these bulldozers
- He crept round the car and saw the state that both the men were in
- Thought, Fleek was dead so he approached him and tucked his heat
- Then Fleek grabbed his gun and popped three slugs into Lee’s meat
- Spazzo in agony, Fleek goes to grab the Walkie from Lee’s belt
- As he reached over Lee was still alive and quickly grabbed his gun, he dealt
- Pelted two shots into Fleek, his brain leaked on the concrete
- Spaz bled out, urgent hospital emergency, the officer gonna make it
- How crazy shit can get if you ain’t gonna play it safe, kid
- The thief’s theme
- The rugged life don’t make you act right
- The thief’s theme
- The rugged life don’t make you act right
- The thief’s theme
- The rugged life don’t make you act right
- The thief’s theme
- The rugged life don’t make you act right
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