-Laughter- Yeah, ya'll believed that subterranean shit Wouldn't gon' operate in ya Yeah For that wages of crime is dying For that gift of god is eternal existence Through Jesus our lord Roman 6-23 nigga See clearly and be sad, biatch (Koopsta Knicca) Hit a guy bustin' in my door And So I grab my 44 Now them bustas on the ground Hidden by pillows Not again I'm lookin' on their behalf trizicks Tryin' to place an organization in they clizick I'm comin' up quick I'm takin' no shots bustin' these caps off during these bitches Why you wanna wreck havoc on this Why you wanna remove this piece Fool I'm bad towards the bone, jone, chrome tech (??) fatality You'll be fled I'll be happy After I cause you to hit that grass I ain't showin' no whim God damn it''m bustin' that ass I'm havin' cisions of flesh (??) like this roozer tech That mess within my mind When the constantly teachin' this evil shit You hear some laughin' whose that within the window gaspin' Now if you think me let me know whose that creepin' for the mind (Gangsta Boo) It goes to everyone suckas Includin' you crossers Includin' you bustas This shit is really fucked up I'm able to't even trust ya This lady is attempted individuals motherfuckers I'm bumpin' so difficult It's like my dear god Gangsta Boo is rippin' the mic all apart In case your ass wasn't so filled with that fart Never can you have sampled me from the beginning I'm trying to let you know hoe Without a doubt bitch You ain't my fuckin' friend Prophet Entertainment member referred to as Boo Needed to inform your ass again and again Ride with my click Bitch Triple 6 Is I want plus my weed and also the n-i-n-e To help keep you frilly hoes from me Enter into my face With this pimpin' ass shit Watch the thing is this gangsta bitch get scandolous You friendly ass hoes I scratch off my list I don't need you Don't would like you bitch (Crunchy Blac) Buddies like enemies during these hoes Continue talkin' that shit Actin' like they bad as fuck However they ain' really talkin' bout' shit Continue dissin' this click So we gon' hurt certainly one of you methods Place your body inside a ditch Or dig a grave for your shit Don't you may well ask who choose it Crunchy Blac made it happen bitch Continue talkin' everything noise And That I'ma get big like big business Chorus x4 I must tell these niggas again and again Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend I'll do your ass in (DJ Paul) Smiles could be deceivin' Even when it's your buddies And hoes that know we are able to't be even Steven Shouldn't have confidence in Past too far one of these slip it's my enemies You already experienced my glock to the rear of your mind Hopes already stated Done consider yourself dead Your loved ones and buddies may be sayin' which i entered you out of trouble But nigga you was fake right from the start So I needed to toss you out of trouble Friend I'm forget about I kill whatever you enemies Part of my trunk And That I create it for a stroll 40 mag to yo back The hammer release And then leave your chest with holes Fall that the gym has With this buck ass shit ya want da mike then ima slap ya wit da mike bitch u couldn't rock it wit an evaluation tube and pot It's difficult you are able to't beat us And you may't come along Cause we ain't gonna stop should you don't stop (Scarecrow) A few of the superior astronomical bends From those of my mystical dreams Of the numerous scenes Mighty, manipulative, mercilous, multiple murderers Relax in harmful Hittin' and strippin' And demanding injuries Misery, seriously witness towards the tremory Trajedy, agany, infamy, agany brutal mentality Assassatain My voodoo tribe Should you don't wish to be fried Placed on a feary disguise Lord Infamous takn' no prisoners Your investment pleading, pleading, and also the cries Your reservation revalation A satanic nation Has be prophesized I'm able to try looking in your vision and tell that there's fear In the eternal burning of every of the lies Flights of headlights Black clothes and limos Another color negro startin' to decompose From his casket the Scarecrow shall convey a bloody black rose You never know that hate Which goes behind closed doorways With corpses froze in six feet holes Wicked throws Evil flows and torturing of enemies Chorus x4 Yeah, I ain't ya fuckin' friend You need to do your ass in nigga (Laughter) Three 6 mafia comin' at the ass for that 9-7 bitch Yeah Be careful about your back niggas You realize what you are motherfucker That brown shit would (. ) (Laughter)
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-Laughter- Yeah, ya'll believed that subterranean shit Wouldn't gon' operate in ya Yeah For that wages of crime is dying For that gift of god is eternal existence Through Jesus our lord Roman 6-23 nigga See clearly and be sad, biatch (Koopsta Knicca) Hit a guy bustin' in my door And So I grab my 44 Now them bustas on the ground Hidden by pillows Not again I'm lookin' on their behalf trizicks Tryin' to place an organization in they clizick I'm comin' up quick I'm takin' no shots bustin' these caps off during these bitches Why you wanna wreck havoc on this Why you wanna remove this piece Fool I'm bad towards the bone, jone, chrome tech (??) fatality You'll be fled I'll be happy After I cause you to hit that grass I ain't showin' no whim God damn it''m bustin' that ass I'm havin' cisions of flesh (??) like this roozer tech That mess within my mind When the constantly teachin' this evil shit You hear some laughin' whose that within the window gaspin' Now if you think me let me know whose that creepin' for the mind (Gangsta Boo) It goes to everyone suckas Includin' you crossers Includin' you bustas This shit is really fucked up I'm able to't even trust ya This lady is attempted individuals motherfuckers I'm bumpin' so difficult It's like my dear god Gangsta Boo is rippin' the mic all apart In case your ass wasn't so filled with that fart Never can you have sampled me from the beginning I'm trying to let you know hoe Without a doubt bitch You ain't my fuckin' friend Prophet Entertainment member referred to as Boo Needed to inform your ass again and again Ride with my click Bitch Triple 6 Is I want plus my weed and also the n-i-n-e To help keep you frilly hoes from me Enter into my face With this pimpin' ass shit Watch the thing is this gangsta bitch get scandolous You friendly ass hoes I scratch off my list I don't need you Don't would like you bitch (Crunchy Blac) Buddies like enemies during these hoes Continue talkin' that shit Actin' like they bad as fuck However they ain' really talkin' bout' shit Continue dissin' this click So we gon' hurt certainly one of you methods Place your body inside a ditch Or dig a grave for your shit Don't you may well ask who choose it Crunchy Blac made it happen bitch Continue talkin' everything noise And That I'ma get big like big business Chorus x4 I must tell these niggas again and again Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend I'll do your ass in (DJ Paul) Smiles could be deceivin' Even when it's your buddies And hoes that know we are able to't be even Steven Shouldn't have confidence in Past too far one of these slip it's my enemies You already experienced my glock to the rear of your mind Hopes already stated Done consider yourself dead Your loved ones and buddies may be sayin' which i entered you out of trouble But nigga you was fake right from the start So I needed to toss you out of trouble Friend I'm forget about I kill whatever you enemies Part of my trunk And That I create it for a stroll 40 mag to yo back The hammer release And then leave your chest with holes Fall that the gym has With this buck ass shit ya want da mike then ima slap ya wit da mike bitch u couldn't rock it wit an evaluation tube and pot It's difficult you are able to't beat us And you may't come along Cause we ain't gonna stop should you don't stop (Scarecrow) A few of the superior astronomical bends From those of my mystical dreams Of the numerous scenes Mighty, manipulative, mercilous, multiple murderers Relax in harmful Hittin' and strippin' And demanding injuries Misery, seriously witness towards the tremory Trajedy, agany, infamy, agany brutal mentality Assassatain My voodoo tribe Should you don't wish to be fried Placed on a feary disguise Lord Infamous takn' no prisoners Your investment pleading, pleading, and also the cries Your reservation revalation A satanic nation Has be prophesized I'm able to try looking in your vision and tell that there's fear In the eternal burning of every of the lies Flights of headlights Black clothes and limos Another color negro startin' to decompose From his casket the Scarecrow shall convey a bloody black rose You never know that hate Which goes behind closed doorways With corpses froze in six feet holes Wicked throws Evil flows and torturing of enemies Chorus x4 Yeah, I ain't ya fuckin' friend You need to do your ass in nigga (Laughter) Three 6 mafia comin' at the ass for that 9-7 bitch Yeah Be careful about your back niggas You realize what you are motherfucker That brown shit would (. ) (Laughter)
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