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Some information about Zero Tolerance Fuck Them Laws Lyrics Title: Lil Wyte - Zero Tolerance Fuck Them Laws lyrics Artist: Lil Wyte Album: Doubt Me Now Visitors: 7 visitors have visited Zero Tolerance Fuck Them Laws Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. I got an offering to refuse a five piece a dro for two s Feeling greeky across the color G s so I m super cool Take a trip to the ATLholla at my boy Terrel Though that s where he want me to meet him so far situation swell Hit him up as soon as I get in town we go rendezvou Ten for the four is what I got instead of five for two Nervous is bout to back the po po s hotter than an iron skillet Also in the back I got my gat in case I have to peel it Watchin all my mirrors as I make a left on Old Nat Thankin to myself he said eleven where this fool at Bigger mounts of cashduffle bags I get a tax invasion Last thang in my life that I don t need to add is incarceration Hardest racing and I m racing back and forth all in the van Blue lights everywhere I m high as hell and you couldn t understand Palms are sweaty and my eyes are glued so far into my rearview I see the dude who got the dope and I think he see me too [Chorus: repeat 4X It s zero tolerance around here fuck them laws It s zero tolerance around here man fuck them laws [Verse 2 And it s all good no ones around he pulled up right beside me We got a room at holiday inn so now he right behind me Its been awhile since we kicked it so its gone be a minute I got a bag full of dough and a four-five up in it Cause I don t know if this fool got something up his sleeve He could be tryin to get me or just fuckin with me I got feelin operation is gonna go as planned Without a site of disturbance to fuck up my demands Exchange was made and now I got the dope up in my hands 10 pounds of dro for four thousand dollars stashed up in the van I tell em holla and I vamp out back to the M I put it in drive and then I glance back one time at him I left the atl at 9:30 no time to waste I got a box of cigarillos began to blaze I hit the interstate pop the hood and caught triple A Six hundred dollars five hundred miles until the bay So fuck them laws [Chorus Hottest songs from Lil Wyte : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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