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Creeze The Artist - Locked In Lyrics



Creeze The Artist - Locked In Lyrics
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Police in SWAT gear storming a house in Rahway, New Jersey
They thought four armed robbers were inside, perhaps even holding hostages
Specifically one ninety seven Main Street
But at this hour, the search for the four robbery suspects continues
Oh shit, they turned around, let's go, let's go !
See a **** like me need money until I die, can't sit down
Bitch my whole state full of plays, it depends how you get down
My homies strapped up, but he'd rather use his switch now
I could call up gangstas or go roll up with some Crips now
I ain't never been to jail, but I can say I'm locked in
I'd be stressing too if I had to wake up and clock in
The biggest hustler in my family, I think I'm adopted
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
Dad didn't tell me drop it, dad said Sabri cock it
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
Dad didn't tell me drop it, dad said Sabri cock it
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
Bottle bomb the front, force him out the back
Wait for it, then spray him with that Mac
Eat that up, that shit like mac and cheese
The only difference what's in my mac , it could make you bleed
Fall back, maggot faggot, damn it's tragic that you all that
Don't settle for that lame ass **** if I ever fall back
They want relations with this bitch, but guess who logged in on that
Pushed up with the tints and jumped out like a frog up on that
Aye when it's on, it's on (It's on , it's on), it's no remorse
When it's war, it's war (War is war), trash him like pork
We been going hard since the first day, we jumped off that porch
Twelve years old, we leaving Leesville to go rob shit of course
Please get off that bike, this is not your bike, Tony got that might and Tony fights
Please don't f*ck with Tony, Tony's not alright
Tony's off, but Tony not soft, Tony love to brawl,
Opps trynna duck in the bathroom, Tony gon' rush in the stall
Tony gon' rush in the stall, **** always love to talk, 'til they get punched in they jaw
I know that these **** soft
I know that these **** frauds
But a nigga like me need money until I die, can't sit down
Bitch my whole set full of plays, it depends how you get down
My homies strapped up, but he'd rather use his switch now
I could call up gangstas or go roll up with some Crips now
I ain't never been to jail, but I can say I'm locked in
I'd be stressing too if I had to wake up and clock in
The biggest hustler in my family, I think I'm adopted
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
Dad didn't tell me drop it, dad said Sabri cock it
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
Dad didn't tell me drop it, dad said Sabri cock it
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
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Police in SWAT gear storming a house in Rahway, New Jersey
They thought four armed robbers were inside, perhaps even holding hostages
Specifically one ninety seven Main Street
But at this hour, the search for the four robbery suspects continues
Oh shit, they turned around, let's go, let's go !
See a **** like me need money until I die, can't sit down
Bitch my whole state full of plays, it depends how you get down
My homies strapped up, but he'd rather use his switch now
I could call up gangstas or go roll up with some Crips now
I ain't never been to jail, but I can say I'm locked in
I'd be stressing too if I had to wake up and clock in
The biggest hustler in my family, I think I'm adopted
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
Dad didn't tell me drop it, dad said Sabri cock it
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
Dad didn't tell me drop it, dad said Sabri cock it
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
Bottle bomb the front, force him out the back
Wait for it, then spray him with that Mac
Eat that up, that shit like mac and cheese
The only difference what's in my mac , it could make you bleed
Fall back, maggot faggot, damn it's tragic that you all that
Don't settle for that lame ass **** if I ever fall back
They want relations with this bitch, but guess who logged in on that
Pushed up with the tints and jumped out like a frog up on that
Aye when it's on, it's on (It's on , it's on), it's no remorse
When it's war, it's war (War is war), trash him like pork
We been going hard since the first day, we jumped off that porch
Twelve years old, we leaving Leesville to go rob shit of course
Please get off that bike, this is not your bike, Tony got that might and Tony fights
Please don't f*ck with Tony, Tony's not alright
Tony's off, but Tony not soft, Tony love to brawl,
Opps trynna duck in the bathroom, Tony gon' rush in the stall
Tony gon' rush in the stall, **** always love to talk, 'til they get punched in they jaw
I know that these **** soft
I know that these **** frauds
But a nigga like me need money until I die, can't sit down
Bitch my whole set full of plays, it depends how you get down
My homies strapped up, but he'd rather use his switch now
I could call up gangstas or go roll up with some Crips now
I ain't never been to jail, but I can say I'm locked in
I'd be stressing too if I had to wake up and clock in
The biggest hustler in my family, I think I'm adopted
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
Dad didn't tell me drop it, dad said Sabri cock it
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
Dad didn't tell me drop it, dad said Sabri cock it
My first time holding up a pistol, my father was watching
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Writer: Sabri Muhammad
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Performed By: Creeze The Artist
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Sabri Muhammad
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