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Uhh!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Come on, uhh, uhhh huhhh
But they don't hear me though
Uhh, but they don't hear me though,
uhh, but they don't but they don't...
I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse
I got blood on my d*ck cuz I fked a corpse
I'm a nasty nigg* when u pass me nigg* look me in my eyes
Tell me to my fkin face that u ready to die
U be a dead muth* fka red muth* fka
Don't be stupid you heard what I said muth* fka
Who shot u ohhh nigg* like u don't know
Stickin you for your doe while I'm fkin your broke ho
Yo don't u get the picture can't touch me
Cuz I don't give a fk G I'll get u touched B
I got choice ripple my slug'll take apart a door
And enuf crazy behind me to start a war
So what u want nigg* help me is about your best
When I'm finished Red Cross couldn't clean up the mess
And a vest will do nothin but make u look a little thicker
Cuz in the dark u ain't nothin but a lil nigg*
But if you've been thinkin about that s**t u did
You wouldn't have brought the joint wit u kid
Now I might have to get u kid and split your wig wit a machedi
I bring beef to and string them out like spaghetti
U ain't ready nor can u stand how I'm bringin it
I'm givin it is how I'm livin it so I'm swingin it
Red dot on your head cuz you's in mid range
Red dot on your chest opens up your rib cage
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I just love when a nigg* bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole thru (x 4)
Now if your heart wuz as big as your mouth you'd be real
But it's not so I know if u get knocked you'll squeal
Like a b*tch cuz u iz a b*tch and always been a b*tch
And u know how do a b*tch we run up in a b*tch
For somethin in a b*tch nigg* do u know nigg* do u owe me
Figure you could blow me well i'ma let this trigga feel u homey
That got to be smokin somethin thinkin u chokin somethin
fkin around wit me you'll be a broken somethin
I'm out for blood wit the crips at war
How much s**t could u talk wit your lips on the floor
p*ssy make me itch so I scratch you's a b*tch
So I sn*tch up your face fake as* b*tch so I scratch u
Yeah.. There was a time when I would have jumped up and choked this nigg*
But now I'm on some s**t like.. Yo.. smoke this nigg*
I'm bout to find out how much guts u got before I spill em
Somebody come and get this muth* fka before I kill em
Ahhh!.. fresh out the asylum I'm wylin
Yall know the phone number for help u best ta dial them
9-1-1 emergency the urgency
We'll have witnesses seein what the surgeon see
How far u gonna get wit your dome split fool
Or catch your man strippin cuz he think his shape cool
But it ain't so I paint the walls wit his blood
Another d*ck in the mud
nigg* what!
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Ahh you u know who this is for, they let the doggs in the door (x 2)
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