CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : puppet
What is it?
We could use some reinforcements
Group 0, what's you status?
We need backup! now!
Hold it
Shoot the f**king thing!
We're the dogs in the pound, man down
.50 Cal you can tell just by the sound
I just put a f**king body in the ground, count around
Like a dog, we gon' track 'em like a hound
Yeah, we're going for the throat, new coat
Moncler like a trash bag, I don't mean to boast
Where I go, Rick tote
Blood stains on my motherf**king hands, it's a cut-throat
Who the f**k is that!?
F**k it
Do everything I do, while being with the crew
They do everything I do just like a puppеt
I keep this ARP inside my jacket I might tuck it, f**k it
Woah, we ain't on a first namе basis
Stun locked, you would think that it's stasis
Big clutch, you could tell by the face lit
Scalpel in my hand, it's a facelift
You could tell its Chrome Hearts, by the bracelet
Fake friends only care if they make it
Sell it off and replace it
Put his whole life in my hands, I'ma take it
We're the dogs in the pound, man down
.50 Cal you can tell just by the sound
I just put a f**king body in the ground, count around
Like a dog, we gon' track 'em like a hound
Yeah, we're going for the throat, new coat
Moncler like a trash bag, I don't mean to boast
Where I go, Rick tote
Blood stains on my motherf**king hands, it's a cut-throat
I swear to God, that's how Steiner died
Reznov killed him right in front of me!
You're lying Mason
Reznov got exactly what he wanted, Revenge
We could use some reinforcements
Group 0, what's you status?
We need backup! now!
Hold it
Shoot the f**king thing!
We're the dogs in the pound, man down
.50 Cal you can tell just by the sound
I just put a f**king body in the ground, count around
Like a dog, we gon' track 'em like a hound
Yeah, we're going for the throat, new coat
Moncler like a trash bag, I don't mean to boast
Where I go, Rick tote
Blood stains on my motherf**king hands, it's a cut-throat
Who the f**k is that!?
F**k it
Do everything I do, while being with the crew
They do everything I do just like a puppеt
I keep this ARP inside my jacket I might tuck it, f**k it
Woah, we ain't on a first namе basis
Stun locked, you would think that it's stasis
Big clutch, you could tell by the face lit
Scalpel in my hand, it's a facelift
You could tell its Chrome Hearts, by the bracelet
Fake friends only care if they make it
Sell it off and replace it
Put his whole life in my hands, I'ma take it
We're the dogs in the pound, man down
.50 Cal you can tell just by the sound
I just put a f**king body in the ground, count around
Like a dog, we gon' track 'em like a hound
Yeah, we're going for the throat, new coat
Moncler like a trash bag, I don't mean to boast
Where I go, Rick tote
Blood stains on my motherf**king hands, it's a cut-throat
I swear to God, that's how Steiner died
Reznov killed him right in front of me!
You're lying Mason
Reznov got exactly what he wanted, Revenge
