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Feds In Town

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  • 作曲 : Bun B, C.
    [Bun B] A bad day for the *************z in my click
    I just got had a call from a ************* at the
    PA P.D. that's on my *************
    It's seems the drug situation is so tow up
    And poes down the ******
    T-X had to show up
    I got *************t on the scene so 99 can't hassle me
    Now, they got the mutha****** feds to come and wrestle me
    And throw my game in a suplex
    They got my 2 best workers on secret and there's no rest
    Word on the streets is that they're rollin
    In Dynasties..
    I-ROCs...and
    Caravans and mutha*************as are swolen
    Like paper stacks and a rubberband
    Goin all out of tact on the local bird slaggin brothaman
    And be servin as slow as *************
    Cause my *************z are nervous and if they even think they see five-o, they duck!
    So now, instead of rollin thick, *************z is happy with a frown
    Cause, the mother****** feds in town
    Yes, the *************t is silly,
    I put up my 9 milli for a switch-blade
    I don't need no *************t with these *************-made
    No more clownin in this town bro
    No high-cappin in the clubs,
    I got to play them on a down-low
    I took my tags off my buick and yall know
    I didn't love that
    Rollin on some white ************* and hubcaps
    And even though
    I got long nails
    No more French manicures *************,
    YOU GOTS T
    O DO YOUR
    OWN NAILS!!
    I told my *************z to make sure that all their *************t was tight
    Cause they're gonna be on y'all ass every day and night
    Tryin to run all kind of game
    So, put y'all mother****** cars and yall cribs in yall momma's name
    I took my jewelry to the pawn shop and sold it
    Brought the money to my baby's momma and
    I told her to hold it
    Cause Lil
    Bun might not see
    Big Bun up in his face
    If I catch a ****** case -- when the feds in town
    God damn, it's been two mother****** months
    Since I took my
    Rolex from under my sleeve
    These hoes act like they ain't go never leave!
    That *************t is funky like a black skunk
    ************* all this waitin man, it's time to get this mother****** back up!
    I let them mother******s slack up, reorganize my click
    Got the birds, and reopen my lab back up
    And told my boys, "If a ************* looks crazy, blasts his ass in the eye, Don't give him a chance to identify!"
    And show his badge,
    I'm sorry to inform you
    If your girl is pregnant, you ain't gon live to see your child be born
    I'm blastin laws at random, cause
    I believe it's time to hand them
    Close to the ****man -
    God damn em
    I'm sick of hiding like a ************* in the closet
    So, y'all hoes can't find me
    Y'all better try to blind me
    And remind me of the jail time
    CAUSE IN M
    Y YARD IS
    A BIG ASS -
    I GOT YALE
    SIGN!!! It's time for
    TONY MONTA
    NA stacks
    I got *************z on the corner holdin big ass bags and cans of crack
    The land of
    Texas with that rock up
    So, if y'all thinkin about checkin
    My fools run in with your glock up
    Cause, I'm a blast my nine to my last clip
    To my last love
    Before you take me for my damn drugs
    So, we can have it all night, fight
    Cause *************,
    I'm ready to die from my tight lights when the feds in town
  • 作曲 : Bun B, C.
    [Bun B] A bad day for the *************z in my click
    I just got had a call from a ************* at the
    PA P.D. that's on my *************
    It's seems the drug situation is so tow up
    And poes down the ******
    T-X had to show up
    I got *************t on the scene so 99 can't hassle me
    Now, they got the mutha****** feds to come and wrestle me
    And throw my game in a suplex
    They got my 2 best workers on secret and there's no rest
    Word on the streets is that they're rollin
    In Dynasties..
    I-ROCs...and
    Caravans and mutha*************as are swolen
    Like paper stacks and a rubberband
    Goin all out of tact on the local bird slaggin brothaman
    And be servin as slow as *************
    Cause my *************z are nervous and if they even think they see five-o, they duck!
    So now, instead of rollin thick, *************z is happy with a frown
    Cause, the mother****** feds in town
    Yes, the *************t is silly,
    I put up my 9 milli for a switch-blade
    I don't need no *************t with these *************-made
    No more clownin in this town bro
    No high-cappin in the clubs,
    I got to play them on a down-low
    I took my tags off my buick and yall know
    I didn't love that
    Rollin on some white ************* and hubcaps
    And even though
    I got long nails
    No more French manicures *************,
    YOU GOTS T
    O DO YOUR
    OWN NAILS!!
    I told my *************z to make sure that all their *************t was tight
    Cause they're gonna be on y'all ass every day and night
    Tryin to run all kind of game
    So, put y'all mother****** cars and yall cribs in yall momma's name
    I took my jewelry to the pawn shop and sold it
    Brought the money to my baby's momma and
    I told her to hold it
    Cause Lil
    Bun might not see
    Big Bun up in his face
    If I catch a ****** case -- when the feds in town
    God damn, it's been two mother****** months
    Since I took my
    Rolex from under my sleeve
    These hoes act like they ain't go never leave!
    That *************t is funky like a black skunk
    ************* all this waitin man, it's time to get this mother****** back up!
    I let them mother******s slack up, reorganize my click
    Got the birds, and reopen my lab back up
    And told my boys, "If a ************* looks crazy, blasts his ass in the eye, Don't give him a chance to identify!"
    And show his badge,
    I'm sorry to inform you
    If your girl is pregnant, you ain't gon live to see your child be born
    I'm blastin laws at random, cause
    I believe it's time to hand them
    Close to the ****man -
    God damn em
    I'm sick of hiding like a ************* in the closet
    So, y'all hoes can't find me
    Y'all better try to blind me
    And remind me of the jail time
    CAUSE IN M
    Y YARD IS
    A BIG ASS -
    I GOT YALE
    SIGN!!! It's time for
    TONY MONTA
    NA stacks
    I got *************z on the corner holdin big ass bags and cans of crack
    The land of
    Texas with that rock up
    So, if y'all thinkin about checkin
    My fools run in with your glock up
    Cause, I'm a blast my nine to my last clip
    To my last love
    Before you take me for my damn drugs
    So, we can have it all night, fight
    Cause *************,
    I'm ready to die from my tight lights when the feds in town