Anybody Killa Close Call Lyrics
Last updated: 07/23/2004 08:16:43 PM
Right place, right time, close call what does it matter?
Clean get away keeping my dirty pockets fatter
Smooth operation plans well thought out
Hands in the air is what I'm talking about
No doubt call me a warrior, I'm running with a hatchet
The one crazy native representing Psychopathic
Down for the D cause the D is where I struggle
Underground, wicked shit mothafacko
Do you want that native shit?
Yes we want that native shit
Do you want that crazy shit?
Yes we want that crazy shit
Do you want that wicked shit?
Yes we want that wicked shit
Do you run with a hatchet?
Yes we run with a hatchet
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