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    Kenny "dope" Gonzalez / Lyrics

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    "Off the Books" Lyrics

    Kenny "dope" Gonzalez

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    Hey yo it's all love, but love's got a thin line
    And Pun's got a big nine, respect crime but not when it reflect mine
    The shit I'm on is wrong but it lasts long
    Pull a fast one, then Pun'll wake up, with the stash gone
    I'm mad strong, and my cream is fast
    Smoke the greenest grass, my bitch got the meanest ass
    And a taste legit, I don't have to waste a whole case of Crist'
    All it takes is my pretty face and my gangsta wit
    Lace the click, cause we all share
    It's all fair like love and war, thug galore with the long hair
    Big Pun, Pun the name that makes the kids run
    Like spelling murder reverse it deliver redrum
    Come one, come all, if you wanna brawl
    I'm the mighty Thor clothes lining motherfuckers like Steven Segall
    Cause all you gonna get, is your ass kicked or up in a casket
    That's it (that's it?) That's it

    Punisher bash it, at last it's, rappers that really blast shit
    Cats getting Big Willie niggas like Billy Bathgate
    Up in Jimmy's Cafe, havin caviar
    Crackin' Cristal at the bar, smokin' cigars, livin' large
    We rob and steal, run with the mob, doin' jobs for bills
    I'm hard to kill for real nigga guard your grill
    I like to chill, spark an L and get high
    I'm one hell of a guy, fly pelican fly

    What up Duke-o, you know, politickin' papi chuco
    I'm out here, watching for Jake, getting this loot though
    Shoot bro, I got a waterproof suit yo
    Swervin' like a A.K.A. in Beirut yo
    Squeezin', out of automatic M3's and
    Please, you ain't seen no thugs like these
    I can tell you lots of things that'll make you believe
    In Corona yo it's better to take than to receive

    Your career's on life support, and I'ma pull the plug
    And have every thug shootin' that Beatnut drug
    In they blood, no escapin 'this
    Niggas is goin' over their favorite shit (for what?)
    To be tapin' this
    World premier, loud and clear
    Lye and beer, get the dough, blow up the show
    Dissapear, jump in the Cavalier
    Feelin' marvelous, street pharmacist, twist arboles
    For pleasure, bring your territory sever
    Keep my workers under pressure got em sayin' "fuck Lester"
    But that's aight Duke-o, my heart nowadays too cold
    Don't give a fuck where you been what you done
    Where you go, you know, peep this favorite
    In black shades like a secret, agent
    We're night thieves, roll up on you sleeves
    We light trees, bust these and stack cheese

    It's off the hook this year
    Makin' mad money off the books this year, ain't nothin'
    But crooks in here
    Gettin 'mad money off the books this year

    It's off the hook this year
    Makin' mad money off the books this year, ain't nothin'
    But crooks in here
    Gettin' mad money off the books this year

    [Repeat: x64]
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    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © JELLYBEAN MUSIC GROUP.
    Written by Christopher Rios, Jerry Tineo, Lester Fernandez.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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