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Let's do this shit Killer keeps it honest 'Cause reality is perception with a weak stomach Bubbling uneasy like the bowels of hell (Boo) Enough to make a black ghost turn pale
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah K I L L This is the name that came to alter the game Not like these rappers who spit it the same Separate lames from they chain
My mind don't slack I'm totally focused on beating up tracks Monstrous music to beat in your 'Lac 1000 watt amp with woofers in back
Lean to the left if you burning a sac Baby got back and it's in Baby Phat Pardon me dog for chasing the cat I'm hittin' all kittens meowing like that
I like the front but I'm loving the back I like to bite and I'm hoping she scratch Escalade dipping I'm holding the lane Mama's a scholar, she blowing my brain
Ain't this the life? Snapping and trappin' And rappin', and frappin' all night 'Lil mama's a plumber she handling pipe Ill wit a pill she handle it right
Like Iver son, smallest thing on the team But the livest one Cocked loaded bust like a gun Y'all better run, one, one
Thump, thump, thump, thump (Yeah) All in your trunk (Yeah) Grinding and hustling and getting at mine Swerving and token and grippin' on pine (Yeah)
Bump, bump, bump, bump (Yeah) All in your trunk (Yeah) Woofers and tweeters and speakers and geekers Crawl in your bunk (Yeah)
How we gon' stop? (Whoa) How we gone quit? (Shit) Brand new shoes and socks on the Chevy I came through swerving like this
I'm good wit the game, gutter fo' show Ducking you lames and obstacles Don't get that ass in a hospital Wrapped in a cast from head to toe
This boy he real Racing those candy Seville's through Dixie Hills My car do wheelies they drive on three wheels First round pick like Michael Vick
Quarterback status throw passes at chicks Santana Moss when catching the ball Get it like Moss she catches the ball Perfectly tuned my engine don't stall
And I'm equipped with nitrous y'all Ready to rip, burn, roar Ready to tear through your city an' tour Took The Whole World and murdered that shit
Caught the beat running And dipped with that bitch Later for now I'm hustling hits Flipping my words like bricks, trick
(Yeah) Thump, thump, thump, thump (Yeah) All in your trunk (Yeah) Grinding and hustling and getting at mine Swerving and token and grippin' on pine (Yeah)
Bump, bump, bump, bump (Yeah) All in your trunk (Yeah) Woofers and tweeters and speakers and geekers Crawl in your bunk
New, new that new, new New, new for you, you, new, new for you, you That new, new, that new, new New, new for you, you, new, new for you, you
That new, new, that new, new New, new for you, you, new, new for you, you That new, new, that new, new New, new for you, you, new, new for you, you
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