Killer Mike

Killer Mike - Momma I Don't Wanna Sell lyrics

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"Aight so you niggaz wanna know how a nigga ends up in jail

Servin a 40 to life sentence for dope that wasnt even his

Just sit back and listen Ill tell you

Its some hillarious thangs boy

And its a wild wild chain of events that gets yo ass in here



(Chorus)

Momma I don't wanna sell

Birds no more ( I gotta fuckin funny story to tell yall)

They pushed me down and locked me up

Put my face on the floor ( you remember me and big paul and my whole crew)

They took my money and my credit card

Now I'm poor (government snitches are paid)

Momma I don't wanna sell

Crack no more ( listen it gon take about 3 minutes just listen)



[Killer Mike]

After high school I gained lots a weight

And I ain't talkin bout calories put on by state

The recipie I'm cookin may send me upstate

Use bakin soda cook the pie collect cake, not Pillsbury

These niggaz kick down doors find out where millsbury

Shits very intense and critical

And when we drew pistols shit got pitiful

The first leak was bullshit a half a brick

We robbed the middle man and a bum bitch

The dumb bitch

But between me and him and that whore

We walked away wit 18 and a bigger score

Some nigga named Salvator from El Salvador

Got silver teeth and a star on his jaw

Young Antonio Montana

Held up mansion North Atlanta

We hit 'em hard and stores hammer YEA!



(Chorus)



Momma I don't wanna sell

birds no more

(ok I know wat you thinkin its on right we on right we on)

They pushed me down and locked me up

Put my face on the floor

(hold up hold up hold up be patient be patient listen to the rest listen listen)

They took my money and my credit card

Now I'm poor

(man I feel like a ass hole just tellin you this man)

Momma I don't wanna sell

Crack no more

(tell that kid gimme the car check it out heres where it gets interesting follow this shit)



[Killer Mike]

I little spot had more birds than a pet shop

More guns than a Vietnam Vet

We was set

Loaded up the work and lets jet

My nigga Big Paul loaded up the uhaul

1000 pounds uncut raw

Hold on wats that I saw in the distance

Did he have a crew offerin resistance

Pauley said "its probly nothin

A small animal or somethin"

My nerves got ta jumpin

I swear I herd somethin

I pointed the 4 fifth in the wind and start dumpin

Now blue light is comin

My crew is runnin

Cops is everywhere they keep comin

All of us sick

And all of us caught holdin our dick

We robbed the nigga the same day the fuckin feds hit

We robbed the nigga the same day the fuckin feds hit

Me and Salvador fucked up in the mix

That middle man the dumb bitch

Them niggaz snitched GOT DAMN!!



(Chorus)



Momma I don't wanna sell

Birds no more

(so young man this is why the fuck I'm sittin here wearin this tan suit like this)

They pushed me down and locked me up

Put my face on the floor

(I hear Savador got extradited or some shit)

They took my money and my credit card

Now I'm poor

(the grown bitch was a snitch? who knows)

Momma I don't wanna sell

Crack no more



(Man I shoula fuckin stayed in job court...

Stayed my fuckin ass in job court doin this dumb ass shit

now I'm fuckin around wit yall stupid ass niggaz too

Aint no niggaz in jail but dumb niggaz

Niggaz trip me out you ain't a real nigga

if you ain't been to jail FUCK THAT I was stupid

I'm in jail and most of these niggaz in here stupid too HA HA HA HA)
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