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 6 in tha mornin' police kick in my door  
 Slipped on my lugz  
 Cuz these thugs out the back yo  
 Jumped the back gate  
 Cranked the Chevy  
 Then I race  
 Popped in the tape  
 A motherfuckin' Three 6 Mafia tape  
 I'm crunked off the bump  
 Pumpin' through my backseat  
 Speedin' hit the weed  
 Though the end of the streets of Memphis  Tennesee  
 Got my stacks and some bags sittin' in the stash spot  
 Tatooes on my legs and a hot 40 glock  
 They got the hard on for the Infamous nigga  
 Call me Scarecrow  
 Used slangin' man, but I don't do that no more  
 I'm feelin' like I'm the most wanted  
 Every cop is an opponent  
 In the dash  
 On my ass, on the cherry buck flash  
 And I'm real  
 Man I got to get the fuck out of here  
  
 I had to ditch the Chevy  
 Callin' my mafia niggas to scooped me up  
 The blocks are crawlin' with cops  
 I can't go down, them slugs bust  
 I'm runnin' through yards and shit  
 Tryin' to dodge them tricks  
 I'm a movin' target  
 I spotted my nigga out there  
 On the real, gonna rde with out no fly shit  
 He didn't hesistate, we climbed up out my side of town  
 I told him bout' the drama in the ride and how it went down  
 I got a lay low cool (??) before I get back in it  
 Anti-peace and po-police  
 I beat them with glocks back to the street  
 I can't get caught, cause the new law say in it "ain't no deals"  
 I would decease these devil police, therefore I do twenty years  
 Every nigga and grill they drop a dime to papers  
 I gotta pull a quick capa before I catch the vapors  
  
 12 a-m the next day  
 Gotta bank the seas  
 Gotta preacher please (??) throw in the keys  
 Down to my nigga  
 Got the passport to get my overseas  
 Under the palm trees  
 But you know me a quarter key  
 But my pan was injured  
 The silent alarm was triggered  
 I heard a cop say come out with fuckin' hands up  
 Nigga now I got to show my Prophet (??)  
 My only way out was to take me some hostages  
 They keep askin' me over and over for demands  
 I told them back up  
 Or she got brains on her pants  
 The gun was to her head, I told them don't make me shoot  
 But little did I know they had a sniper on the roof
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