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Letra de la canción *

(female singing to eurythmics &quot;here comes the rain&quot;)
Here comes comes the feds
Watch out before they knock you and your crew
So don&#39;t be a fool stash your jewels

(marlon brando)
Hey yo i tried to do it
But feds jumped out the buick and blew it
Hopped the fence with my gun drew it bustin through it
I had anutha one if they catch me it&#39;s a beat down
I&#39;ll run a couple of streets down before i put this heat down
Yo, they had the vest, i had the tef&#39;,
Broke my right arm runnin, mag in the left
Run out of breath, just like clark kent jumped in the payphone,

&quot;hello, my shit broke cuz-o, yo dubez stay home
And call king ?cape frome? to meet me on burke,
And stay alert, cuz i heard narc&#39;s is creepin&#39; on kirk
But you high too, we&#39;ll be in y-o so drive-thru
Make sure you knock two, if the doorbell, it&#39;s not you
Yea aight? but still think about keepin the flight,
That kirk booked, if you agree then we leave tonight&quot;
&quot;aight aight,&quot; it&#39;s on hung up, lit one and puffed up
Just waitin for kirk hurt thinkin how i fucked up

Chorus(2x):
Yo here comes the feds, the gig is up
I guess we fucked up, made our biz corrupt
Just maintain, cats are playin&#39; in pennsylvain&#39;
Or maine, on the low an alias, no names

(big dubez)
Yo marlon, what you mean meet on burke? you off the hook
If they out for a crook that&#39;s where they gonna look
Don&#39;t get pepped, your best bet, dog, is clear the set
My down low lynette got the keys to the &#39;vette
Tell her &quot;the milk turtle&quot;, honey know the code, you got heat
And a gang of cash under the seat
Man, fuck i knew this deal was too sweet
Now we in a heap, of shit that&#39;s too deep
It was hard to sniff him out, he played it with the dreads
I fucked up and just negotiated with the feds
Only if i put a tail on him, he&#39;ll be stuffed in a trunk sick
Waiting for slugs to wail on him
Just make it to the airport dog it&#39;s gonna work,
Gettin out of state on time, it&#39;s on kirk
I&#39;ma call him, fill him in on how we gotta fly now
I just hope my nigga ain&#39;t in cuffs by now

Chorus (2x)

(king kirk)
Damn i thought that cat i sold to was from the old school
Old dude with the gold tooth i used to know dude
Used to push a gold coupe and scoop, mad ice cream
Nine-teen he had the white beam&#39; with the green ??pipe-beam??
Had clean hygiene, he stayed with a fresh scent
Breath never stink, so chicks called him peppermint
Let me think, oh yea, he got knocked with a key
This cat and his family told me he&#39;d be home at three
Bring 4 ki&#39; bags, then sounded official
When i served him i was tipsy, plus needed the chips, g
I fucked up, he tricked me, probably comin&#39; to get me
To hit me with three and marlon it be a conspiracy
Shit gotta bounce and get out this fuckin house
Call you from down south, i&#39;m out, &quot;no doubt&quot;
Grabbed the keys and the ki&#39;s, please gotta breeze
Some g&#39;s of cheese, about to leave then &quot;freeze&quot;
Damn

(don&#39;t you fuckin move, put your hands on your head, get on the floor
Gimme a reason to put a hole in you, gimme a reason
That&#39;s all i need son)

Chorus

Here comes comes the feds
Watch out before they knock you and your crew
So don&#39;t be a fool stash your jewels

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