J-Nasty - Keep One Cocked lyrics

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J-Nasty - Keep One Cocked lyrics

[Intro] Lets get it J nasty engineered Keep one co*ked too I'm strapped and my engineer strapped f** n***a [Hook: PeeWee Longway] I keep one co*ked inside the head And I'm a motherf**in' felon Ain't the first to fill up, gas bags what I'm sellin I got Skippers on my feet You purchase fishscale we gon sell it (Get Off) Overnight the narcs inside the box my plug just mailed it Boy don't you tell it Boy don't you tell it Overnight the narcs inside the box, my plug just mailed it Boy don't you tell it Boy don't you tell it I got skippers on my feet You purchase fishscale we gon sell it (Get On) I got bricks like I'm a vato go to work like I'm [?] p**y n***a tellin' tote that snitch I pick the Jewelry Up Quarter million worth of Jewelry Told the judge don't tote no Burr 20 OG Gas Bags went and spent it on my ear [Verse 1: PeeWee Longway] I work the choppa-later like a calculator when I juug Every time I land in Cali they call me Longway Blue Sug Thats the city, that I just mailed it, I'm the plug Boy don't you tell it They say, she say, no comprende I go Givenchy my slippers Snatchin' bricks up out the river Call me Longway John Silver I keep one co*ked one Nasty Dealer Longway one low-life a** n***a Go on mouse shawty' I make the snitches cry a river Beat the blocks up out the building 2 gun shawty John Dillinger [Hook: PeeWee Longway] I keep one co*ked inside the head And I'm a motherf**in' felon Ain't the first to fill up, gas bags what I'm sellin I got Skippers on my feet You purchase fishscale we gon sell it (Get On) Overnight the narcs inside the box my plug just mailed it Boy don't you tell it Boy don't you tell it Overnight the narcs inside the box, my plug just mailed it Boy don't you tell it Boy don't you tell it I got skippers on my feet You purchase fishscale we gon sell it (Get On) I got bricks like I'm a vato go to work like I'm [?] p**y n***a tellin' tote that snitch I pick the Jewelry Up [Verse 2: LoLife Blacc] Hey I do dirt all by my lonely, cause these n***as they gone tell it I just hit a lick, them bricks, I break em down then I sell it Move them bricks daily, snitches get found just like brenda baby In St. Louis, when them packs touchdown just E.I. like I'm Nelly Havin' paper work, I'm creeping' just like Kane for them weights Strip yo a** like Blue Flame, then we send ya home naked To a snitch a lethal weapon pen a he the type to watch lethal weapon and then Danny Glover is his favorite detective Boy don't you tell it Boy don't you tell it Beat you home be in yo yard then them pistols get to yellin' I'm a convicted felon still ridin with it [Hook]