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Mr. Kankakee Lyrics


Doodie Lo Mr. Kankakee

[Intro]
Ayy, gang
Ayy, gang, ayy
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
Ayy, gang
Ayy, gang, ayy, ayy
OTF, bitch
Gang

[Chorus]
Hi, I'm Mr. Kankakee, I know you heard of me
Say it's money on my head then, pussy, then come murder me
Hit his ass up, he need surgery (Boom)
I was f..cked up, doin' burglaries
Now I get paid to murder beats (Gang)
Send some shots, nigga, f..ck a peace
Niggas know they can't f..ck with me
They see us, they beat they feet
Take his face, we play for keeps (Grrah)
DOA, bitch, rest in peace
We got Glocks (Glocks), don't get popped (Popped)
f..ck that vest, take his top (Top)
Niggas snakes, thеy be opps
Let me know that, sеnd some shots (Boom)

[Post-Chorus]
Gang, ayy (Ayy), gang (Gang)
Ayy (Ayy), gang (Gang)
Ayy (Ayy), gang (Gang)
Bitch (Bitch)
Ayy, gang
Ayy, ayy, let's get it
[Verse]
Where your stick, blick some, you ain't tryna kill nobody
Kill a witness, mind your business, you ain't have to tell nobody
Get Back Gang, that's OTF (OTF)
Catch him, he gon' meet his death (Pussy)
Shoot it 'til ain't nothin' left (Boom)
Swish, just like Curry, Steph
Boy, been a groupie, nigga
Ain't beefin' with no goofy, nigga (Pussy)
Everywhere we go, you know we keep a couple shooters with us (Boom)
Fast cars and them pipes on us (Skrrt)
In the trenches, my ice on me (Ice)
I ain't a real rapper, I get pounds overnight, homie
He a pussy, take his shit
Man, that shit fake as shit
f..ck it, still take his shit (Give me that)
Cemetery, take a piss (Pussy, gang)

[Chorus]
Hi, I'm Mr. Kankakee, I know you heard of me
Say it's money on my head then, pussy, then come murder me
Hit his ass up, he need surgery (Boom)
I was f..cked up, doin' burglaries
Now I get paid to murder beats (Gang)
Send some shots, nigga, f..ck a peace
Niggas know they can't f..ck with me
They see us, they beat they feet
Take his face, we play for keeps (Grrah)
DOA, bitch, rest in peace
We got Glocks (Glocks), don't get popped (Popped)
f..ck that vest, take his top (Top)
Niggas snakes, they be opps
Let me know that, send some shots (Boom)
[Post-Chorus]
Gang, ayy (Ayy), gang (Gang)
Ayy (Ayy), gang (Gang)
Ayy (Ayy), gang (Gang)
Bitch (Bitch)
Ayy, gang
Ayy, ayy, let's get it


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