Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song High Speed Chase 1 (Strong Armed Robbery Freestyle) , by - Blood Money. Release date: 20.06.2013
Song language: English
High Speed Chase 1 (Strong Armed Robbery Freestyle) |
| Yeah, the fuck! |
| Hey y’all ain’t gon' catch me, I got 6 speeds bitch! |
| Ain’t no catching me nigga, V12 shit |
| Bitch! |
| Squad! |
| High speed chase, 100 grand cash on me |
| 500 crack jabs on me |
| Pop a molly do the dash on em |
| I get away imma laugh on em |
| M6 blew a bag on em |
| Twin MACs 25 cash on em |
| On the interstate swerving out a ki of yay |
| No knowing if death’s coming for me today |
| Got a bag gotta beat the case |
| Nuff bread i could pass a out whole fucking KIA date |
| I pray to God Chief get away |
| He in a Maserati so if they catch him it ain’t gonna be the day |
| I got a gun I don’t need a safe |
| You can catch me in the hood like Suge, yeah I be with apes |
| Exit on Roswell, they went the other way |
| Got a bag full of money ain’t gonna be no other way |
| I know they got my line tapped there ain’t gonna be no talking |
| Lay low for 2 weeks i gotta spot |
| Feds got me real Rick Rossing, web searching |
| So I can murder every motherfucker talking |
| Blow em down now i’m picking coffins |
| Matter of fact imma have the motherfucker swimming with the dolphins |
| Drug raid up in Minnesota |
| 100 thousand dollar bond they catch me on this shit it’s over |
| Got niggas up out Cali pushing hella cola |
| Net worth got a plug up in |
| Cost a lot of chimps on my shoulder |
| Fredo hit me with a brick broke it down made out boulders |
| Got me riding around in a Range Rover |
| Fredo hit me with a brick broke it down made out boulders |
| Got me riding around in a Range Rover |
| Hey… |
| Never thought… |
| It would come to this… |
| But watch me… |
| Fuck you, sucker |
| Flying through the hundreds every district on my bumper |
| Everybody out, getting in for the summer |
| Money out the window got the crowd going bonkers |
| Fuck the boppas i make it rain cause I’m a stunner |
| Got away free thanks to my godmama |
| Threw my Llama in the bushes with all of my commas |
| Road block up ahead I ain’t going under |
| Too many guns if I Instagram em it will stun you |
| In the words of my nigga Plies imma burn you |
| Switch cars got my Louis' on blowing ganja |
| My baby mama met us right of a 111 |
| Pulled off smooth, not looking for no attention |
| She was in a Beemer the same color of |
| All black .40, a 30 clip extended |
| Pulled up to your home, murder your woman |
| Leave the shorties alive, let em tell you I did it |
| Shoot at me and make it, I’m lurking no I’m in prison… shit… |
| Y’all get the picture right? |