[Intro: OG Maco]
Let the bodies hit the
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
[Verse 1: OG Maco]
Never talk to pigs, I ain't Charlotte
It's a web of lies and I gotta dodge 'em
Collared for a crime and the system dog 'em
Niggas' fleas off 'em, coppin' pleas often
Freedom seem certain
And if he ain't talkin' he your real partner
Got a couple shottas with a rat problem
Put some cheese on em, got a gat callin'
Glock 40, hot lead on 'em
Blood bed for 'em
Really love life, he'll beg for it
Niggas so trife, pat your back with a knife
From the dark, never seen a face
Barely seen a spark
Bark bark, it's a dog in the night
Hawk watch on the birds servin' white
He ain't really got the nerves for the curb
Lil homie hit his head when he Gurb
Sprayin' hollows in the turn with the swerve
Sipping sipping, hit the cup with the syrup
In the field with a MAC and my word
Walls talkin and the calls dropping
Got the Feds plottin', dirty cops rockin'
And the opps watchin, thinkin' all profit
And they all talkin' 'til the dog barkin'
Let the bodies hit the
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
[Verse 1: OG Maco]
Never talk to pigs, I ain't Charlotte
It's a web of lies and I gotta dodge 'em
Collared for a crime and the system dog 'em
Niggas' fleas off 'em, coppin' pleas often
Freedom seem certain
And if he ain't talkin' he your real partner
Got a couple shottas with a rat problem
Put some cheese on em, got a gat callin'
Glock 40, hot lead on 'em
Blood bed for 'em
Really love life, he'll beg for it
Niggas so trife, pat your back with a knife
From the dark, never seen a face
Barely seen a spark
Bark bark, it's a dog in the night
Hawk watch on the birds servin' white
He ain't really got the nerves for the curb
Lil homie hit his head when he Gurb
Sprayin' hollows in the turn with the swerve
Sipping sipping, hit the cup with the syrup
In the field with a MAC and my word
Walls talkin and the calls dropping
Got the Feds plottin', dirty cops rockin'
And the opps watchin, thinkin' all profit
And they all talkin' 'til the dog barkin'
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