Crime Library (feat. Blaq Poet)

One gun, two gun, three gun, four

One– (Yeah, aight, look)

One gun, two gun, three gun, four (One, two, yeah)

Take– take 'em out, bring 'em out dead– dead

Send 'em to Allah kingdom, pistol-grip pump rap

It's like music to my ears when the gun clap

You a stupid motherfucker, here's a dunce cap

Shoot you in the fuckin' stomach where your lunch at

I ain't listening no more 'cause son wack

I'm like bustin' inside a rubber, I come strapped

Y'all wanna hear a fun fact? (You wanna hear something funny?)

My guns is heavy on the scale, God, dumb fat

Where the Mossberg? Where the dum-dums at?

Ninety-three million miles away from where the sun's at

I'm Jimmy nine times, cousin, you a dumb rat

I put you in the back of the 'Ac with Pun' Mac (Rest in peace, Pun)

I'm a grown-ass lion, you a young cat

Wet 'em up, better hope the ambulance comes stat

Take the shotty off the gun rack (The shotty dangerous)

Toss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark' sonned Shaq

Motherfucker, bang (Bang)

One gun, two gun, three gun, four

You're mine, it's all about crime

It's the streets in me, it's a everyday thing

All day, everyday, motherfucker, bang (Bang)

One gun, two gun, three gun, four

You're mine, it's all about crime

It's the streets in me, it's a everyday thing

All day, everyday, motherfucker, bang (Bang)

Wild motherfucker since birth

Get hurt, who's first?

I blood thirst, shoot up your hearse

It's insane, let me explain the pain

I came to reign supreme, hammer damage your brain

Highly flammable, easily slaying you

I do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you

Blaq Po, murder motherfuckers up

Yo, what the fuck is up?

I don't care what they say, you fuckin' suck

The black monster go harder

Spit pure lava, word to the Father

Don't make me show up at your crib with the pump

I can find out where you live, where you from

But you not a threat, you puppy-dog harmless

Tail between your legs when I start to bomb shit

Everyday, motherfucker, bang (Bang)

One gun, two gun, three gun, four

You're mine, it's all about crime

It's the streets in me, it's a everyday thing

All day, everyday, motherfucker, bang (Bang)

One gun, two gun, three gun, four

You're mine, it's all about crime

It's the streets in me, it's a everyday thing

All day, everyday, motherfucker, bang (Bang)