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Fedz (Letra)

Sporty Thievz

Sporty Thievz

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(female singing to eurythmics "here comes the rain")
Here comes the…here comes the feds
Watch out before they knock you and your crew
So don’t be a fool stash your jewels

(marlon brando)
Hey yo i tried to do it,
But feds jumped out the buick and blew it,
Hopped the fence with my gun-drew it, bustin through it
I had anutha one, if they catch me it’s a beat down
I’ll run a couple of streets down, before i put this heat down
Yo, they had the vest, i had the tef’,
Broke my right arm runnin, mag in the left
Run out of breath, just like clark kent jumped in the payphone,
"hello, my shit broke cuz-o, yo dubez stay home!
And call king ?cape frome? to meet me on burke,
And stay alert, cuz i heard narc’s is creepin’ on kirk
But you high too, we’ll be in y-o so drive-thru
Make sure you knock two, if the doorbell, it’s not you
Yea aight? but still think about keepin the flight,
That kirk booked, if you agree then we leave tonight"
"aight aight," it’s on hung up, lit one and puffed up
Just waitin for kirk hurt thinkin how i fucked up

Chorus(2x):
Yo here comes the feds, the gig is up
I guess we fucked up, made our biz corrupt
Just maintain, cats are playin’ in pennsylvain’
Or maine, on the low an alias, no names

(big dubez)
Yo marlon, what you mean meet on burke? you off the hook
If they out for a crook that’s where they gonna look
Don’t get pepped, your best bet, dog, is clear the set
My down low lynette got the keys to the ‘vette
Tell her "the milk turtle", honey know the code, you got heat
And a gang of cash under the seat
Man, fuck! i knew this deal was too sweet
Now we in a heap, of shit that’s too deep
It was hard to sniff him out, he played it with the dreads
I fucked up and just negotiated with the feds
Only if i put a tail on him, he’ll be stuffed in a trunk sick
Waiting for slugs to wail on him
Just make it to the airport dog it’s gonna work,
Gettin out of state on time, it’s on kirk
I’ma call him, fill him in on how we gotta fly now
I just hope my nigga ain’t in cuffs by now

Chorus (2x)

(king kirk)
Damn! i thought that cat i sold to was from the old school
Old dude with the gold tooth i used to know dude
Used to push a gold coupe and scoop, mad ice cream
Nine-teen he had the white beam’ with the green ??pipe-beam??
Had clean hygiene, he stayed with a fresh scent
Breath never stink, so chicks called him peppermint
Let me think, oh yea, he got knocked with a key
This cat and his family told me he’d be home at three
Bring 4 ki’ bags, then sounded official
When i served him i was tipsy, plus needed the chips, g!
I fucked up, he tricked me, probably comin’ to get me
To hit me with three and marlon it be a conspiracy
Shit! gotta bounce and get out this fuckin house
Call you from down south, i’m out, "no doubt"
Grabbed the keys and the ki’s, please gotta breeze
Some g’s of cheese, about to leave then "freeze!!!"
Damn!

(don’t you fuckin move, put your hands on your head, get on the floor!
Gimme a reason to put a hole in you, gimme a reason!
That’s all i need son!)

Chorus

Here comes the…here comes the feds
Watch out before they knock you and your crew
So don’t be a fool stash your jewels

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Fedz (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(c-murder)
Ha ha, what they say mia,
(sillk)
Drug dealers
(c-murder)
Talkin’ bout no limit sellin’ dope, they got ki’s all over tha country
Cia, fedz, tap our phone, harrassin’ us
(sillk)
Fuckin’ wit us
(c-murder)
Know what i’m sayin’, but guess what
Chorus:
(mia x)
If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin’ all tha dope
What would they do, if them fedz only knew, that you were tha one
Holdin’ all them ki’s, they would probably kick, in your door
They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should
Be glad, that they don’t know, cuz now you don’t have to worry

Verse i
(c-murder)
I’m talkin’ to them f-e-dz, police harrassin’ me, but let me tell you
Patna, you’ll neva catch me, see i’m under some business, and you to
Tap my phone, but i’m not mike, why don’t you leave me alone, and stay
Away from my residence, lookin’ for evidence, you act like a brotha
Tryin’ to kill a fuckin’ president, neva find shit my games tight like a
Bull, tank of gas, my bank account’s full, word on street, c-murder
Sellin’ ki’s from oversea’s, what you want it, nigga please,
You plottin’ on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga
Went from rags to riches, slammin’ cadillac door’s, it used to be a
Regal, stop lookin’ for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,
Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see
I got mo’ clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door
And put me face down on tha muthafuckin’ flo’ and take me to jail,
But i’m out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don’t play
P-a tryin’ to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha
Mafia and rino, every step i take, every move i make, you punk
Muthafuckas be watchin’, fuck ya’ll

Chorus:
(mia x)
If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you
What would they do
If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin’ ki’s from overseas
They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you
And steal all your dope
So you should be glad, that they don’t know, cuz now you don’t have
To worry

Verse ii
(master p)
Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police
Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task
Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to florida, homie got kidnapped
Now tha game is crazy sometimes it’s hectic, make me wanna jump in tha
Benz, and ride up to texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,
It’s 1997, i’m tryin’ to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,
Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,
Plushed out lexus, niggas playin’ taxes, match it wit tha ferrari,
But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry
Bitches, tha dayton family said fbi, we call em’ robocop snitches,
Got me stressin’ to keep my nerves calm, and i’m livin’ in this game
Like al capone

Chorus:
(mia x)
If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,
What would they do
If them fedz could only see, that you got cpas watchin’ all your cheese
They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you
And steal all your dope, so you should be glad that they don’t know
Cuz now you don’t have to worry

Verse iii
(sillk)
Now what if tha fedz only know, see that i was a southside soldier,
Hold up, so i’m colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop
Top lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then i rolls wit tha tek,
See i leave em’ twisted like a twizzler, my house have mo’ steakout’s
Than sizzler, but they don’t understand man i keep em’ puzzled like tha
Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they’ll neva
Catch me in tha lexus, i use mo’ rental cars than hearse, they don’t
Understand how they had me, but i still got away, license plate out of
State, in jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,
Nigga what, now i’ma get away in louisiana, that’s why i stay more
Untouchable than tha air ya’ll, they had me tapped that’s why mobile
Phone, come on it’s time to go airborne, to them atfs and them fedz
Ya’ll understand i stay one step ahead, if ya’ll only knew

Chorus:
(mia x)
They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you
And steal all your dope
So you should be glad, that they don’t know, cuz now you don’t have to
Worry, or do you
If them fedz only knew,
If them fedz only knew