Enemies Songtext
von 504 Boyz

Y′all motherfuckers better keep y'all eyes open
You ain′t gotta see a motherfucker to get hit by them

I got some enemies, I know they come to get me
And if I gotta die, I'm takin' some of y′all wit′ me
And best to be prepared for this war 'cause I′ma get you
I got an infrared that's guaranteed to hit you
Got a whole clique of motherfuckers, call ′em soldiers
Sixteen, seventeen, knockin' heads off of shoulders
I told you, we all screamin′ loud 'cause we 'bout it
Come stuntin′ through my hood, get your pussy ass crowded
Bitch, I′m from that roof, restricted by that cheese
Knockin' off enemies with them two 23′s
Gotta get 'em for they cheese, pass it to the BG′s
And niggas we don't know, so y′all can't get these
All I know is money, all I see is greed
Bustin' heads is a fact, trigger finger on the squeeze
Nigga, please, I heard you was workin′ for them folks
That′s the reason why you bitch ass niggas gotta go
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We loc'd up and we still on a mission
Ridin′ four deep, 2000 Expedition
Got a whole clique and we strapped just in case
We get into some shit, gotta keep 'em in they place
Niggas all in my face
Fuck all these hoes and these don′t-knows
We ridin' on some 22-inch low pros
And Momo kickin′ in your front door
Lookin' for them O-Z's
Strapped with them four-fours, a clique full of BG′s
A lot of y′all niggas still believe it's a game
Since I done made a come up, some shit ′bout to change
Either y'all can roll with the clique that I′m with
Or every time we see you, we get off in your shit
If you can't stand the heat, then get the fuck from by the stove
It′s all about the cheese, got no time for these hoes
I mean, if you really wanna see me act a fool
Well, get into my shit, watch me grab for that tool
On the cool, it's the rules, you break 'em, you die
You thought you was bad, didn′t think you could ride
Goodbye, ain′t no sense in catchin' other cases
Fuckin′ with the perpetrators, them enemies with no faces

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