ReD HoOk LoVe -, Pt. 1

It's like a classic struggle
But through it all we stand tall
If I should die then bury me here
Then even amongst the dead I could walk with my peers

I could be in the air, whisper in their ear
Tell them when it's coming, make them shit clear
When they don't want to listen, fucking interfere
How the fuck y'all niggas missing me, we standing right here

Made the wind change position, slugs get to skipping
Might graze a nigga but those shits ain't sticking
I be the one who put the keys in their ignition
So when he step inside the whip, no need to be fishing

Yup, it's more weed in the dish
Ride shotgun, that'll be me and this bitch
Ready to pluck something like the seeds in the sticks
When he ready to fuck something, sense disease in the bitch

He got his rain gear on, bullet peas in the trench
Game face on, getting cheese on the bench
I be leaning on the fence, scanning for the D's
So this nigga don't get pinched

I'm all this nigga need, when this shit don't make sense
Bring him up to speed, shift gears for him
Till he's sitting in the lead, come on
Sit there for him like we stealing gasoline

When this beef help him read, got a lot of magazines
I be the one to help him catch the body clean
Three steps ahead of niggas riding, we a team
Yup, so I provide him with a theme

Gangster when he walk, desperado in his dreams
Yup, and keep him hollow in between
Like the shells in this clip, nigga follow when it screams
I be the light when he got him with the beam

For his vision in the night, help the target be seen
When the odds get extreme, fuck it we gon' take it back
Black army tactics, military schemes
Niggas better practice, six teams coming out

Full metal jackets, this a homicide scene
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