Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Frame Me, artist - Pastor Troy. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
Frame Me |
| It was this muthafucker hi' about the got damn N.A.R.C.'s |
| To see how quick to get the ki in college park |
| I knew him from the shop, knew he was full of shit |
| Wiped that nigga half a block, charge a whole brick |
| I got him thinking well shit I’ll git dat money back |
| Got a surprise for his ass, hell naw jack, I got to go |
| I cut the corner by the store when they first got on my ass |
| Carrying all my damn dope, so I got to be fast |
| I’m looking mad as a muthafucker stooped down low |
| And I’m a kill me a muthafucker, I can’t go |
| Cause hell no, that 44 is tapping my side |
| Telling me to turn around on these bitches and fry |
| And see I never should’ve served that nigga |
| I’ll make it my business to murder that nigga |
| You see I, I shouldn’t of served that nigga |
| I’ll make it my business to murder that nigga |
| Hook: In background (You fucked up when he see my ass again) |
| A frame me, frame me, you gone die bitch |
| (Recite 8x) |
| I cut between this green house and this blue muthafucker |
| Still touting my money, I’m headed back towards my brother |
| On tha other street, pulled my heat, released three |
| They may catch some, but they will never catch me |
| And with this nigga half of ki, I’m running faster than ever |
| S squads and the N.A.R.C.'s, but they got to come better |
| Got my pistol in my left hand, my money in right |
| These niggas fucking with a made man and shots take flight |
| I think they might try to cut me off on Pecan Drive |
| Make a left, then a right, hold my breath and hide |
| Then go aside of this old house and change my clothes |
| Trying to find a safe place where I can hide my dope |
| I’m creeping up out the do', slip of my grinding suit |
| I reload the 44, now I’m ready to shot |
| I took the money to the back, cut the shit in the sofa |
| Look some snitches like that, so I tipped it over |
| Now I’m smiling like the Joker on the brink of a laugh |
| Now I got to find this nigga that tried to act |
| Cause see I, never should’ve served that nigga |
| I’ll make it my business to murder that nigga |
| Hook: (You fucked up when he see my ass again) — in background |
| A frame me, frame me, you gone die bitch |
| (Recite 8x) |
| I stepped back out in the darker suit, threw on my skully |
| Know tha N.A.R.C. |
| 's some where mad as hell, looking bout ugly |
| But they can’t touch me, I know what they gone do before it’s done |
| Now they advise that young muthafucker to run |
| Cause when I come, I’m coming with tha work |
| All you hear is gun shots, you see a nigga hurt |
| He shouldn’t of fucked with me |
| Living out lucky, he playing it smart |
| Don’t show yo face, in College Park |
| It’s getting dark, so I sparked, cause I ain’t smoked all day |
| Where ever that muthafucker hiding, his ass better stay |
| Cause I don’t play muthafucker, let’s get that straight now |
| Muthafuckers will do what muthafuckers allow |
| But I’m like blaow, how the hell am I going under |
| Caught him cutting the corner, I filled him up with the thunder |
| Made him wonder was it worth it, put four in his heart |
| Don’t start that shit in College Park |
| I ripped his chest apart and shot that bitch walking with him |
| Then I went and called a ambulance to come and get 'em |
| Had to hit 'em, to show 'em I’m a real muthafucker |
| I grabbed my money and hit 20 it’s to Augusta |
| I never should’ve of served that nigga |
| I made it my business to murder that nigga |
| You see I shouldn’t of served that nigga |
| I’ll made it my business to murder that nigga |
| Hook: In background (You fucked up when he see my ass again) |
| A frame me, frame me, you gone die bitch |
| (Recite till end) |