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wanted by the law - dj cas3y lyrics

(wanted by the law, but they never ever find me
wanted by the law, wanted by the law)

stop the car, hit the light, scopin, lookin’ kinda mean
b*tches fallin’ in the junt with the n*ggas lookin’ fresh and clean
so, uhh, what’s up, criminal?
what’s up thugsta?
project playaz get these busters
slip into my mask, got out the car, i’m aimin’ for suckers
so i

f*cker, motherf*cker’s gonna die, g
raise my, raise my nino, c*ck my glock and pickin’ up that dead b*tch
f*cker, motherf*cker’s gonna die, g
raise my, raise my nino, c*ck my glock and pickin’ up that dead b*tch

so i ran up in the junt, i’m shootin’ silly n*ggas, duckin’ b*tches
give me that money, then share me that p*ssy
they tryna break, i was steadily bustin’
drop to the floor, ho, raise your hand, here’s the plan
deposit your cash in the bank, drop it off, b*tch, understand?

wanted by the law, but they never ever find me
wanted by the law, they can catch me with a cashier
wanted by the law, but they never ever find me
’cause the motherf*cker stay a [?] behind me
(missing lyrics)

(wanted by the law)
b*tch my name is project pimp, the project pimp is who i am
strapped like j*p on the track wit the gat, ’cause project pimp don’t give a d*mn
four to the four be barkin’, knockin’ these n*ggas down, makin’ ’em spit up blood
thunderin’, lightnin’, it’s rainin’ outside, ballin’ through the f*ckin’ mud
ain’t no love, south memphis thug, hill villain n*gga that’s all about green
late night n*ggas i’m back yard bound, strugglin’, hustlin’, tryin’ to come clean
mister, mister, mouth on my pistol, now he can’t talk ’cause his mouth full of steel
n*gga wouldn’t give me his money, it’s funny, i swung like mike tyson and knocked out his grill

wanted by the law, but they never ever find me
wanted by the law, they can catch me with a cashier
wanted by the law, but they never ever find me
’cause the motherf*cker stay a [?] behind me

f*cker, motherf*cker’s gonna die, g (wanted by the law)
raise my, raise my nino, c*ck my glock and pickin’ up that dead b*tch (wanted by the law)
f*cker, motherf*cker’s gonna die, g (wanted by the law)
raise my, raise my nino, c*ck my glock and pickin’ up that dead b*tch (wanted by the law)
’cause the motherf*cker stay a [?] behind me

- dj cas3y lyrics

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