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(feat. Gelo) [Gelo] [Talking] Sickos Back for part, 666 baby Lil One, Gelo You know how we do, hehe Welcome to the Terror Dome [Mr. Lil One] Well it's the spookest comin through Mothafucka, me and you Gotta little rendevous time to call the Misty Blue To offically announce you Now take a deep breath while you hear death pronounce you Far from this Earth since the first day of birth I was chosen to leave a mothafucka dead frozen And my hate full of passion remains To every single one of you that ever put my name All up in your mix still I gotta triple 6 you Look up in your eyes, analyze then I pist you Cause you're all full of bull shit fiendin for the new shit Yappin out your mouth but never do shit [Chorus: Gelo (Mr. Lil One)] Letras de cancionesHow many times must I (Mothafuckas that be slippin get that ass whippin) Now time for you to die (Anybody wanna trip face the bottomless pit) [x2] [Gelo] I'm that killer in your closet That monster under your bed That leaky kitchen fauset puttin nightmares in your head Bred amongst the felons that be dealin wit the [?] Misguided maniacs, hypocritical herotex Where it get's darker, your soul can see Can hear but still you'll feel it's me Can it be just suspions or preminations of death On the back of your neck feel the heat of my breath Laid to rest the business the shit deservin of your snitchy lips Indespose of extra clips like all the hoes and bitches get Fraudulance of any kind not tolerated, simply stated Fakers gettin terminated give em time they'll learn to hate it Made it still intoxicated, faded off your agony Caught up in a tradgedy fiendin for catostrophy Hopin you kissed the family, naturally they mad at me But they tried to test the man in me So this is how it has to be [Chorus] [Mr. Lil One] Now one for your life mothafuck you and your wife It's the natural born killa, rollin wit my nigga Gelo, you fin to go and get our little blast on Put the hockey mask on, and buck em til ya pass on And see ya burnin holy water wit the father Now show how I don't give a fuck I man slaughter Execute, put to death, slay and assasinate Keep it all real for you mothafuckin fakes And never could you test, take the S up off your chest You fuck wit the Little, you're fuckin wit the very best I suggest, you book before I catch you I put this on the devil, like death I'm gonna snatch you [Chorus] From Letras Mania