Lane Craven - n***as Bleed lyrics

[Verse 1] "Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra Go to room 112, tell them Blanco sent ya Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges I got these kids in Ranges, to leave them n***as brainless All they tote is stainless, you just remain as Calm as possible, make the deal go through If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do Please make your k**ings clean, slugs up in between They eyes, like True Lies, k** them and flee the scene Just bring back the coke or the cream Or else, your life is on the shelf, we mean this, Frank Them cats we f**ing with put bombs in your mom's gas tank" "Let's get this money baby, they shady, we get shady Dress up like ladies and burn them with dirty .380s Then they come to k** our babies, that's all out I got gats that blow the wall out, clear them all out f** the fallout, word to Stretch I bet they p**y The seven digits push me, f**ing real, here's the deal I got a hundred bricks, 14,5 a piece Enough to cop a 6, buy the house on the beach Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche? Everybody getting cream no one considered a leech Think about it now, that's damn near 1.5 I k** them all I'll be set for life" "Frank, pay attention These motherf**ers is henchmen, renegades If you die they still get paid, extra probably f** a robbery, I'm the boss Promise you won't rob 'em," "I promise" But of course you know I had my fingers crossed [Hook] (n***as bleed just like us) Picture me being scared Of a n***a that breathe the same air as me (n***as bleed just like us) Picture me being shook We can both pull burners, make the motherf**ing beef cook (n***as bleed just like us) Picture a n***a hiding My life in that man's hands, while he just deciding (n***as bleed just like us) I'd rather go toe-to-toe with all of y'all Running ain't in my protocol [Verse 2] Since it's on, I call my n***a Arizona Ron From Tuscon, push the black Yukon Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the Isley Stupid as a youngin, chose not the moves wisely Sharper with game, him and his crooks caught a Jooks Heard it was sweet, about 350 apiece Ron bought a truck, two bricks laid in the cut His peeps got bucked, got locked the f** up That's when Ron vanished, came back, speaking Spanish Lavish habits, two rings, twenty carats He's a criminal, n***a made America's Most k**ed his baby mother brother, slit his throat The n***a got bagged with the toast Weeded, took it to trial, beat it Now he feel he undefeated, he mean it Nothing to lose, tattooed around his gun wounds Everything to gain, embedded in his brain And me I feel the same for this money you dying 'Specially if my daughter crying, I ain't lying Y'all know the science [Hook] [Verse 3] We agreed to go in shooting is silly Because n***as could be hiding in showers with mac-millis So I freaked them, the telly manager was Puerto Rican Gloria, from Astoria, I went to war with her Peeps in ninety-one, stole a gun from my workers And they took d**, they tried to jerk us We blazed they place -- long story. Glo' seen't my face Got shook, thought a n***a was coming for the safe Now she breaking "Shut up, 112, what's shaking?" "A Jamaican, some b**hes I swear, they look gay And a black Range Rover, been outside all day If it's trouble let me know, I'll be on my way Please, I got kids to feed, I done seen you make n***as bleed Nightmare, this b**h don't need" "Ron, get the gasoline, this spot, we about to blow this Get the cash before the cops and Range Rover cats notice" Room 112, right by the staircase, perfect place When they evacuate, they meet they fate "Ron pa** the gasoline," -- the n***a pa**ed me kerosene f** it, it's flame-able, my hunger is unexplainable Strike the match, just what I expected The dread kid ejected in seconds And here come two, opposite s**es, one black, one Malaysian We in the hallway waiting patient As soon as she hit the door we start blasting I saw her brains hit the floor, Ron laughing, I swear to God I hit Maxi Priest at least twelve times in the chest Spinned around, shot the chink in the breast She crying, head shots put her to rest Pop open the briefcases, nothing but Franklin faces The spot's hot, sprinklers, alarm systems That's when other guests start to slip in It's time for us to get to dipping I know them n***as in the Range is on they way up Flipping, pistol gripping, I load the clip in The hallway, got real loud and crowded They walked right past us, I don't know how they allowed it The funny thing about it, through all the excitement They Range got towed, they double parked by a hydrant Stupid motherf**ers