Top Songs By Richard Jansen
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Richard Jansen
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Jansen
Songwriter
Fuzoren Beatz
Composer
Lyrics
Said the code move in silence, see and we don't tell none (hush)
But shit you a bitch, getting pressed you the first to flip then run
You a pussy in disguise, should have trust my gut
Told me you a damn scum
Now the tables done turned, got dirt to remove
Now tell me where you gonn run
By the way that you move, i could sense, you a suspect
You a rat, walk on your fours, yeah boy you a suspect
You the first to be telling, godamn you a suspect
The way you talking out ya neck, get a beat down on sight
On life, that's the shit that we serving to a suspect
I don't give a shit about your feelings tho'
I don't give a shit about your mama too
I'm suppose to do what I'm suppose to do
And cut ya lil mouth, and let it cry me a river
Lil boy when i knew you, you a lil man
And now you getting dealt like a lil man
You could do the talking, that's vagina things
I could serve the actions like a real man
And i don't needa be gangster to do gangster things
We could do it on your terms, or on even land
Either way you could find me alone,
You could bring lil boys, i be son-ing them too
You a bitch made
You can't run shit
You can't take flight bitch, I'm the capitan
And i don't forgive and forget that's some bullshit
If you can serve shit, then you could take some beating
And I could bring all year summer, hot
Bring all the trauma to your area, brtttt!
All about the pressure, now you running
Cross the borders, you ain't got no homies
You a journey man pussy, tryna get that money
All ya artists switching sides like wait a minute
Can't clean ya shit lurking in the murky waters
Yeah see me on sight, that's some scary hours
Said the code move in silence, see and we don't tell none (hush)
But shit you a bitch, getting pressed you the first to flip then run
You a pussy in disguise, should have trust my gut
Told me you a damn scum
Now the tables done turned, got dirt to remove
Now tell me where you gonn run
By the way that you move, i could sense, you a suspect
You a rat, walk on your fours, yeah boy you a suspect
You the first to be telling, godamn you a suspect
The way you talking out ya neck, get a beat down on sight
On life, that's the shit that we serving to a suspect
By the way that you move, i could sense, you a suspect
You a rat, walk on your fours, yeah boy you a suspect
You the first to be telling, godamn you a suspect
The way you talking out ya neck, get a beat down on sight
On life, that's the shit that we serving to a suspect
Writer(s): Richard Mark Jansen
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