The Plott Thickens Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Abm]I'ma set you off with a ear full of truth
We only carry guns that are
ready to shoot
Criminalistic, bout to go ballistic
Ten years profit off the
motherfuckin' dope
shit I probably played this
at my indictment hearing
I know what's comin' next, boy,
I ain't be fearin' hell
Great plot shit, now we're diggin' up
We feelin' in them holes
that they don't be
diggin' up
Keep my finger on the trigger,
I'm keepin'
the trigger clutch
Got some ordinary niggas,
my niggas done rip
We ridin' with some killers,
my killers are sick and fucked
Got a clique of gorillas,
them gorillas will spill your guts
All it takes is a bullet,
and that bullet'll split your mug
I get back and I pull it,
when I pull it you feel a slug
Ridin' with killers, cause killer
C is a killer one
We ridin' with pistols and pistols
hit you and fill you up
Done a lot of dirt, made a lot of hurt
My dick gets hard when I see the blood squirt
I flirt with death on a regular basis
Nightmares of the faces that I left, no trace
No crime, the apple fell far from the tree
My people with the same
name stay afraid of me
Liquid
Assassin is my motherfuckin' brother
For my nigga right there,
I'll murder your mother
The plot thickens,
y 'all ain't ready for this
The plot thickens,
black in the form of a diss
The plot thickens, 21 tracks in the clip
The plot thickens, the plot thickens
The plot thickens,
y 'all ain't ready for this
The plot thickens,
black in the form of a diss
The plot thickens, 21 tracks in the clip
The plot thickens, the plot thickens
Hey yo, the plot thickens
Why would you not listen?
Two killers on top spittin'
We leavin', you're not spinnin'
Beepin', you not winnin'
The mic I was
God -givin'
Did a lot of sinnin'
But listen, I'm
God -forgivin'
That's great plot, nothin' but controversy
To stop me, you got to curse me
Checkin' poppin' to chop to hurt me
Even trials and lots of jury
I'm firin', lots of flurry
Fightin' just when I'm fightin' dirty
Leave your face fucked,
how the fuck you gon' fight the fury?
I've been arrested more times
than I lost the lottery
Fuck the police, ain't nobody stoppin' me
I fuckin' hate cops, shakin' big cops
Shoot till the heart stops,
piss on the wet spot
Hated and damninated straight
from the dirt rock
Mother
Earth will never make it through
my fuckin' shell
Shocked, mental, and sick,
I need professional help
Cause the whole fuckin' world
wants to see me in hell
Tag team, the max scream, you back lean
I blast clean, it's match cream,
gettin' that back, jeez
Can't speak, so really my rap is in stat
G's
You think different,
then you can pucker up to my ass
G's
Clack peeps,
plus they put you out permanently
Pistol to your pupil,
give you optical surgery
You ain't seeing me,
sock you up and you seeing three
GP, killers,
Addison, yo ass a
G .O .D.
The plot thickens,
y 'all ain't ready for this
The plot thickens, like in the form of a text
The plot thickens, 41 tracks in the clip
The plot thickens, the plot thickens
The plot thickens,
y 'all ain't ready for this
The plot thickens,
black in the form of a diss
The plot thickens, 41 tracks to the clip
The plot thickens, the plot thickens