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(feat. Big Red, Slush the Villai) [Big Red] Playas, know what I'm sayin We got some thing for you hatas And yall can fuck wit us baby And chupa mi verga I'm ever lastin outcastin You bitches in this game For the past 21 years It's been to late for me to change I'm not even knowin where I'm goin When I'm hoppin up on my mission But I'm brakin you bitches and you hoes For makin for sure you payin attention Cause hoes be the gators Turnin my niggas into hatas When a push comes down to shove Bitch I'm gonna holla at you later Cause I ain't got no time to be under pressure With this strap wraped around my waist This Smith and Wesson That'll teach you niggas a lesson Stressin you bitches out with A fuckin murder 187 Letras de cancionesTap that ass with a 45 Sendin you on your way to heaven Even 211's gotta seem tradgic Puttin them bastards up in the plastic Livin in the darkness cause I'm heartless Leavin you niggas up in a casket Boy (?) those 6's on your ass Say who? Knigtowl and Skrilla With Big Red comin down with a gun It's blast blast Never gave a fuck about these hoes That's on my dick Gotta brake em off one time With the real red bump No rears we tryin to kiss [Chorus: Chris Gun a.k.a Black Gun] We be some playas and hustlas And we do just what we feel And we gon keep it comin real [x2] [Knightowl] Now I be the one with the clip on trip Mothafuckas try to battle But they all gon slip You can not fuckin handle this vandle I'm bringin scandles It'll be your life that I'ma take I'm showin you how it be done I got you mothafuckin bitches like DMC On the run I be the one that be doin them things Got money lot's of diamond rings All you mothafuckas know the way Chris Gun sings There's lots of fuckin envy A lot of putos getting jealous How can a white boy like you Rock some accopellas But you're the fuckin dopest Leavin all them bitches hopeless They better focus And take a look at where the scope is Cause mothafuckas like you panic That say that I'm satanic You best learn don't fuck around With this hispanic My lyrics be the bomba Much love to fuckin Sombra We had a fuckin fall out Had to let that fuckin shit We bang the same hood homes It oughta be all good homes Together we unstoppable Like I and Slush untouchable [Chorus] [Slush the Villain] We keep it comin as hustlas Hienas coteplatin to fuck us But you just can't touch us killas And figgas only amongst us Bringin the rudkus that corrputs Me inside my military mind With my artillery right behind In cars are mine then come reply When I resight all my sentences The world is my nemises Shall prevail to be number 1 Just like genises I just don't walk in I make entrences Hoes expected dick Get possesed like the Exorsist When their faced with this Cause I'll fuck em so good Make a dyke turn straight Money in the mob pit Like I'm pushen some weight Put my power to brake I can't take it I'm just given in Screamin fuck these crooked cops And the world we livin in Sinnin there ain't no winnin Unless we all hustle The white man heard of watchin us buckle And killin each other Challenge me my infantry shall prevail My army's full of Kamakazis That's ready for hell We shall prevail [Chorus] From Letras Mania