Felony Livin’

[Verse 1: Killa C]
Legal spead on the freeway, 2 trunks deep
1 for the dope, 1 for the heat
It's the yack atack, to the middle of the map
Just give me like a week, and Imma be right back
Don’t care for a job, ain't scared of prison
It's my criminal lifestyle, called felony livin
My hoes do the sinnin, send them out, spendin
It’s all a fucking game, GravePlott's winnin
Money for promo, work till it won't go
Stick together, cause we keppin it close
5 by the pound, droppin L Rese
What you need, 2 G, 1 P
Stackin more chips than a rulette dealer
Grass is always greener, survin up a feena
I'm meaner than Katrina, I let my dogs eat ya
I keep my crib cleaner than a brand new Beemer

[Chorus: Killa C]
You fuckin with some thugs, this felony livin
Crime pays always, all day sinnin
We gon chace the paper, till the paper chace us
Stay afraid, cause we dangerous

[Verse 2: Liquid Assassin]
We bout to get the baking soda from the pots and pans
Try the Coke, the tools and the measuring glass
Make a creation on the stove, still it's rock solid
Get your ass out on the street, be on the block and get Broccoli
Never leave without your tooly, that's your first mistake
That's the way to get jacked, get your cake straight baked
I don't except shit, that’s how I get them president faces
Beat the trial like Tronis, touch it to my waist
Fuck that, you can’t reup after bustin a nut
So come with that paper, shove a gun in they gut
Niggas get dissed one time, we using the dumb mind
Cause I pull up on you when it's crunch time
That’s a done line, livin commitin' felonies
Just want you in a penitentiary, maxomom penalty
Like locked up for a quarter cenchary, no light from outside
Keep your eyes on the lines, enomies, leave them outlined
This is the only way we know
Felony livin we do so

[Chorus: Killa C]
You fuckin with some thugs, this felony livin
Crime pays always, all day sinnin
We gon chace the paper, till the paper chace us
Stay afraid, cause we dangerous