the corner with the boosters And she's the fresh cut and they're on her like sutures And I wanna talk to her But her momma has to school her I wanna see her
my nine-millimeters kill your peoples Bust up in your house and put the gun to lil' Renita Give me the yay, or else I'ma put her in her sneakers Wow (
with the boosters And she's the fresh cut and they're on her like sutures And I wanna talk to her But her momma has to school her I wanna see her better
boosters On the corner with the boosters And she's the freshcut and they're on her like sutures And I wanna talk to her But her momma has to school her I wanna see her
ya) Flying uptown and kill tha man wen dey for rumble Man a murder kid, for they mother, aunty and uncle Man keeping me eye, in the rope, We play ay to
the mangled tragedy changing methods of their torture The way I feel when I kill and how I cut all her fucking flesh off Brutalize, demoralize, fantasize
off my new shoes" "my bad" "it's cool" shit I can't bursh em off cause I got my hands full guess I have to play it off try to step over the velvet rope
It Supposed To Lift With Caution That Killas Got Me Coughin I Aint Droppin And I Aint Stoppin Until Them Ballas Start Recroppin And Im Often Gone Off That Rope
close to me, she sexy Every night is different pussy since my girl left me And I tried to make her stay with me, but I stay busy And her friends are
if He was a straight G Tonight, too tight out of a big ditch we ride Yo, yo, yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off
to kill me, she didn't use a bomb or a gun This girl tried to kill me, homeboys, watch out for this one This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a
straight for the '89 tip Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip On the party track I'm cold lampin But when the Syndicate rolls I be jackin You thought I fell off
Punk You want what I got step to me wrong fuck around and get shot Your mom's crying fuck her, bust her Bitch start screaming to me and I'll dust her
tire left a sign of hope That helps you to keep on grinding when you kinda broke That helps you to keep composure up around your folk That keeps from trying to wrap a rope
lick out dem brains (It's like that) Brothers want to hang with the Meth bring the rope The only way you hang is by the neck nigga poke Off the set
and again and again And it's difficult, killing is the wickedest Biblical sin I'm talking about Mama's identical twin I see your face when I look at her Her
me I'm true to my words Proper shouts for the man that raised me and my bro Tried his best to keep us off the road And when my dawg got killed on the
That would mean I lie and get fucked more than the President does Hillary Clinton tried to slap me and call me a pervert I ripped her fuckin' tonsils out and fed her