BLM pt2

Ay police killin us, but we finished them, we leadin them, feedin them, we readin them, killin them, now they wanna be outta sight, George Floyd fly higher than a kite, but now we feelin us, let this choppa spray bullets lead them to the brain, we leave them in grain, its not easy to sang, we pop 100 in they brain, now we gon leave them framed, them niggas was lame anyway, just like we let t=leavе them on a chain