C.M.L. – Hands and Feets

C.M.L. – Hands and Feets Lyrics

Artist: C.M.L.
Song: Hands and Feets

30 Gang n***a
Leave a b*t*h n***a merked
Put your face on a shirt
Put your body in the dirt

Haul him off in a hearse
Load this choppa then I lurk
N***as hate me, I’m a j*rk
Little n***a you think you hard, so you know you dying first

I be on top of my sh*t, you be on top of my d**k
I’m trying to drop some candy paint, right on top of the 6
Got a bright red beam, right on top of the stick
Ima let that b*t*h bust, right on top of your b*t*h

That little n***a he a hoe, his brother, he a mark
This compact nickel gon’ tear that lil boy apart
In the bushes with this kada, hit that boy in the heart
Ima put it to an end, n***a right when it start

We outside when it’s dark, turnt up to the max
Riding around with this fully, chop him down like an axe
I’m a certified dog, and thеse n***as is cats
I’m in South Sac Iraq, blood you know where I’m at

I’m with thе bullsh*t, what you saying to me?
I’m fresh out of prison, stop playing with me
Duct tape that n***a, bring that man to me
Ima take off both his hands and feets

I’m with the bullsh*t, what you saying to me?
I’m fresh out of prison, stop playing with me
Duct tape that n***a, bring that man to me
Ima take off both his hands and feets

Duct tape that n***a, bring that man to the mobb
I’m God in the ghetto, I’m the man with the job
All these dead bodies, like I can’t be stop
Them n***as speaking on me, they just make me hot

Flames out the barrel when that AP c*ck
All headshots when that AP pop
These n***as speaking on me like I ain’t gon’ rock
Ain’t nothing in the world ’bout to make me stop

30 Gang or nothing, what I’m saying is true
Pu**y #ss n***a I ain’t playing with you
That n***a he a b*t*h, but he a man to you
When I catch him blood, I’m cutting off hand or two

It really ain’t no telling what this man a do
I’d kill anybody, ’cause this man a fool
You in love with a sucka, b*t*h your man a fruit
Pull up on him with this hand rocket, spraying his coupe

You better understand the message that I’m saying to you
Beat a n***a out his clothes, what these hands a do
I don’t f**k with no suckas, I can’t stand that dude
Cut your legs off, Lieutenant Dan that dude

You better understand the message that I’m saying to you
Beat a n***a out his clothes, what these hands a do
I don’t f**k with no suckas, I can’t stand that dude
Cut your legs off, Lieutenant Dan that dude

I’m with the bullsh*t, what you saying to me?
I’m fresh out of prison, stop playing with me
Duct tape that n***a, bring that man to me
Ima take off both his hands and feets

I’m with the bullsh*t, what you saying to me?
I’m fresh out of prison, stop playing with me
Duct tape that n***a, bring that man to me
Ima take off both his hands and feets n***a
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From the album:
Lewis Street [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020