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Zero tolerance
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Hip Hop Lyrics :: "
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Lil Wyte
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Zero tolerance
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000 [Verse 1]
001 I got an offering to refuse a five piece a dro for two's
002 Feeling greeky across the color G's so I'm super cool
003 Take a trip to the ATL, holla at my boy Terrel
004 Though that's where he want me to meet him so far situation swell
005 Hit him up as soon as i get in town we go rendezvou
006 Ten for the four is what I got instead of five or two
007 Nervous is bout to back the po po's hotter than an iron skillet
008 Also in the back I got my gat in case I have to peel it
009 Watchin' all my mirrors as I make a left an Old Nat
010 Thankin to myself he said eleven where this fool at
011 Bigger mounts of cash, duffle bags I get a tax invasion
012 Last thang in my life that i don't need to add is incarceration
013 Hardest racing and I'm racing back and forth all in the van
014 Blue lights everywhere I'm high as hell and you couldn't understand
015 Palms are sweaty and my eyes are glued so far into my rearview
016 I see the dude who got the dope and I think he see me too
017
018 [Chorus: repeat 4x]
019 It's zero tolearnce around here (fuck dem laws)
020 It's zero tolearnce around here (fuck dem laws)
021
022 [Verse 2]
023 And it's all good no ones around he pulled up right beside me
024 We got a room at holiday inn so now he right behind me
025 its been awhile since we kicked it so its gone be a minute
026 I got a bag full of dough and a four-five up it
027 Cause I don't know if this fool got something up his sleeve
028 He could be tryin to get me or just fuckin with me
029 I got feelin operation is gonna go as planned
030 Without a site of disturbance to fuck up my demands
031 Exchange was made and now I got the dope in my hands
032 10 pounds of dro for four thousand dollars stashed up in the van
033 I tell em holla and i vamp out back to the M
034 I put it in drive and then I glance back one more time at him
035 i left the atl at 9:30 no time to waste
036 I got a box of cigarillos began to blaze
037 I hit the interstate pop the hood and caught triple A
038 Six hundred dollars five hundred miles until the bay
039 so fuck dem laws
040
041 [Chorus]
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