OPM - Stash Up | Текст песни

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• Stash Up

Put your hands up
This is a stash up
Pull the trigger and
You're gonna
Get mashed up (x4)
Check your ass up
Smoke grass up
And if you in the back
Then you gonna get passed up
Mateo better
Pass me that bong
The night is short and
I've been waitin' too long
To enter into
Another dimension
Pull the smoke into my lungs
And release the tension
By the way
Did I happen to mention
How stash operates
So start the dissection

1, 2
Don't forget your crew now
3, 4
Sit facin' the door
5, 6
Never know when it hits
7, 8
It's gonna be too late

Put your hands up
This is a stash up
Pull the trigger and
You're gonna
Get mashed up (x4)

Now I dont give a fuck
Not a single fuck
Not a single solitary fuck
'Cause I don't give

A fuck motherfucka (x2)

Ring the alarm
And now the
Sound is dying
Ring the alarm
And now the
Stash is creeping

Psychological
Past diabolical
Encrypted in code biological
Rejected
Genetically defected
Or maybe just
Slightly misdirected

Murder by numbers
Straight undercover
Step into my cypher
And you're six feet under
Do a dance and
Let her know
That you're feelin' it
Locked up 'cause you know
I was dealin' it

Hydroponic
Super bionic
My HK is chrome and
My bombs are atomic
Step to the back
With your monkey ass
Better take cover
'Cause we're ready to blast

Now I don't give a fuck
Not a single fuck
Not a single solitary fuck
'Cause I don't give
A fuck motherfucka (x7)

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