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Dead Politicianz lyrics

Performer Killa Chronic

Dead Politicianz song lyrics by Killa Chronic official

Dead Politicianz is a song in English

American made moolah
San Antonio Texan inherited game through the
Ways of the state and the city that I represent
I'm out for checks I leave my signature or the pen could print Never hesitant getting chips
It's killa chronic obscene and too mean
Spitting bars for the props and the profit is routine
For the guap I'ma lose even the
slightest sense of remorse
Task force on the porch feel like I gotta stay the course
Ain't a quarter id ignore Prescription meds or ecstasy
In the kitchen in the trailer
Cooking meth like lemme be
And tell that bitch I ain't no trick not enough cake for the click to eat
Fighting over crumbs but I wanna eat a steak and twist the sweet
They dismissing me like I ain't about to get them greenbacks
With people fiending for me like
they need a nicotine patch
You seen Max I been on a mission
Winning in this paper race without any competition
You better listen

I want cash fed paper all the fixins
If you bout that dollar go get it and stop your wishin
Why you small timin you need
to make smart decisions
Hold up I'm out with dead politicians
I got cash, fed, paper all the fixins
If you bout that dollar go get it and quit your bitchin
Why you small timing you need to make smart decisions
Hold up I'm out for dead politicians

Get that cheddar remember it ain't in vain
Turn that dough into fettuccine You quit it don't stay the same
If that hustle you can't maintain Watch your profit go down the drain
I'm thinking fuck being in your DMs
I'm out for them Benji Franks
Not prenditz not getting tanked
I get a rush getting bucks
If you're selling that bud
Or you're babysitting for ducats
You make a grip in construction You're banking pimping them sluts
All the strippers with no intentions of just giving it up
Don't give up
Just keep on striving to survive in
this economy
Barbecue or be a barber you might not win a lottery
Hourly salaries graduate from an academy
Pack a 38 if you must just trust
There's consequences to being
a g
I'm making money off rapping but I got that dodie too
I'm the star and I'm getting in free
So you know you gotta let my homies through
Not the only fool that's been on a mission
Winning in this paper race Without any competition
You better listen

I want cash fed paper all the fixins
If you want that dollar go get it and stop your wishing
Why you small timing?
You need to make smart decisions Like that young 5 said I'm out for dead politicians
Got that cash fed paper all the fixins
If you got that dollar go get it and quit your bitching
Why you small timing?
You need to make smart decisions
Like that young 5 said I'm out for dead Politicians

I want cash fed paper all the fixins
If you want that dollar go get it and stop your wishing
Why you small timing?
You need to make smart decisions Like that young 5 said I'm out for dead politicians
Got that cash fed paper all the fixins
If you got that dollar go get it and quit your bitching
Why you small timing?
You need to make smart decisions
Like that young 5 said I'm out for dead Politicians.
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Maximiliano Villa
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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