$liM HiLL - Postal (feat. OP. Freeman) Lyrics

Sendemup, Sendemup, Sendemup Yuh
Sendemup, Sendemup, Sendemup
Click boom!
Muthaf*cka' going postal
1996 I'm bout to kick it f*ckin' old school yuh
Eureka killa' Cali' been corrupted
Nigga click bang this choppa gon' f*ckin' cause a ruckas
Kickin' it wit my a ones I'm kickin' it wit my day ones
Wish a pussy muthaf*cka' would come in and say sum'
F- R double E
To the M-A-N
He be robbin' muthaf*ckas' just so he can pay the rent
Muthaf*cka' doesn't walk only moves with the wind
Grab the double barrel shotty he's on the hunt for a benz
Toxic bitch yo f*cking breath make me nauseous
Smelling like you ate a f*ckin' bag of some dog shit
High off of my ass I'm bout to blast
Jackie da rippa' creepin' through yo block wearing a mask
Smoking gas
Hands in the air this is a stick up
Cruising down to broadway bout to get my dick sucked
Chins up bout to go and cop a f*ckin' pick up
She was callin' me daddy bitch i think you got me mixed up
Cause if you really knew me you would think that i was a sick f*ck
Hard to be a dawg walkin' around with some big nuts
Tweakin' ice in the pipe its deceiving
F*ck a shotgun stab em' up leave em' leakin'
Bleeding finna' Sendemup bout' to reap them
Runnin till your out of f*ckin' breath off deep end
Im the one that you really shouldn't f*ck with
Packing on a double barrel shotty elmer fudd shit
Damnit! Grippin on the plastic!
Bout' to Sendemup to another f*ckin' planet
Got it till its gone like my name was f*cking Janet
Hits from the bong got me feeling f*cking manic!
Grippin' on the steel nigga f*ck how ya feel
Snortin' methamphetamine through hundred dollar bills
Tell me what ya know about filling vacuum seals
I ain't gonna f*cking stop until I got a hundred mil' motherf*cker!
Slimmy da slaughter f*cking back on the track
And bitch if you ain't with the shit then you can lick my f*cking nut sack
Damn! Creeping up out the mother f*cking hollow with the stihl
Heard you got a problem mother f*cker what's the deal?
Red dot! Red dot!
Creeping up on yo block to land this mother f*cking headshot
(Run bitch boom!)
Sendemup! Sendemup!
You can't run from this chopper you pussy bitch you out of luck
Twins in the AMG I feel like Ricky Bobby
Let the choppa shoot I'm singing mother f*ck the posse
All black whip looking like a flag ship
Heard he talking shit and now he leaking with a fat lip
I'll f*ck a red bitch a blue bitch a green bitch
Slimmy da slaughter you know the mother f*cking demon
All seasons cup got me leaning
Ran out of bullets but I still got the boy Freeman
Had a punk bitch that ratted on me
Now I keep that 45 tucked inside the jacket homie
Stacking hella cheese you f*ck boys just stack bologna
Up inside of yo bitch guts the pussy sound like f*cking macaroni
The way that I spit it sound like I'm ripping a f*cking mac 11
Sinking a bitch in the river delivered to god I send em back to heaven
Hold up now just wait a minute
My microphone just blew the f*ck up from all the flame I spit it
Got these mother f*ckers thinking Slimmy practice satanism
Hear the reaper creeping like he out to pay today a visit
Bitch get buck got choppas in the pickup
Rolling down the funk I'm on my way to get my dick sucked
Get my f*cking nut and then my dickies getting zipped up
Cruising past ya block middle fingers getting flipped up
Whippin the Benz making amends I hope that god forgive me
I'm keeping a ten and that's the only bitch that's riding with me
Snort dope through the blue face
Rob a pussy boy and hang that sucka from a boot lace
Homies pulling up to jump the gang but f*ck it's too late
Send them mother f*ckers up so high they flying through space
Turn em to a f*cking astronaut
80000 feet I'm dropping bombs on f*cking Babylon
Better get to running when I got my f*cking flannel on
Bitch im shipping bullets let my choppa worked at Amazon