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Eyes Of A Killer, lyric by Master P

from the songs album Mama's Bad Boy


Posted on the block getting paid with the locs up
Everybody in the hood just as smoked up
So i just walk with my locs on, and get my motherfucking
Set get it going on, in other words i see a fiend in the
Motherfucking park, you know im serving em in the dark
But i dont cause i pack a fuvking dis 9, you know the
God damn turf is all mine sometime niggaz hall in the streets
But i dont run from the po po police
I got fiends in the back instead of the front, im selling
20's and dimes and even crum and motherfuckers better low
Cause i gotta get it, i got a 9 motherfuckers so deal with it
And get a beat from a fiend everytime i wear a bulletproof
Vest so nigga go up in it, and i dont give a fuck
If niggaz cant stand me, im on the turf motherfucker
Selling candy

[chorus]
I got candy, crack cocaine,
Hold them thangs in my hand cause i'm the dope dope man
I got candy, crack cocaine,
Hold them thangs in my hand cause i'm the dope dope man


I see tweakers when i walk chase a nigga through the park,
Grab my fucking 9 and keep them dope fiends in line

*chorus til' end*


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