Текст песни Insane Clown Posse - Bye Bye
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JumpsteadyTom DubPatrickJasonAv CurtBillyJeremyPicklesSteveBarryMike EJesseMike CNathanStephen (Hooha hooha)EricJ DirtyNathanDon CorleoneI blow ya throat piece off (hey)And you gone spray blood everytime you coughCuz I`ma murderer (Like That)And it`s time your learnedIf you dance with tha devilThen yo ass get burnedAffiliationGang bang professionalMe and yo murda was intentionalYour momma gonna need theropy when you dieCuz I`ma sever your headAnd send yo momma yo eyiieaaWho wanna test a mutha fuckaBitch I`m the hardestNigga in the hoodYour rap part is my targetsI`m scopin` ya outRed beam on yo foreheadBodies don`t playI`m quick to leave ya deadBitch we ain`t brokeWe all about our cashAnd that`s an ole mutha fuckaStill talkin` trashI pull tha gat outAnd stick it in yo mouthAnd why you niggas cryin`The Rydas goin` all outChorus:Bye ByeThese Rydas don`t dieBye ByieC`mon killa come tryBye ByeBuckshot go boomBye ByieRydas in the roomBetta watch yo backI got my gat cockedRight between yo ass and let it flyAnd watch your whole program dropI give a fuck I`m like a hit manRydin` in trucksAnd I be bustin` mutha fuckasWith these hot ass slugsI sold drugs fo to longNow I`m inta killin` shitInto bustin` hollow into bitchesWho pop the helly lipRyda CliqueFo Fo murdered the whole blockBurn that bitch downBitch ass niggas can eat a glockI spark one to yo chestLaunch on the floorForty poured out in your memoryWhud you die for?Tryin` ta scoreOutta Full Clip`s pocketThat`s why your heart is pullin`From the place of riotAny side-runner tryin` to undercut a RydaGet blasted up and wildThan Tracy Lorde`s vaginaCuz we wiserThan yo average gang bang hustlaKickin` up dustWhen I bustRyde sumthin` yaChorusPucker up and kiss your ass goodbyeAll you none Rydin` mutha fuckasYou can eat a dick and dieWhat you know about a thug?What you know about a G?You ain`t a Ryda mutha fuckaYou ain`t shit to meNo matter what those otha niggas try to tell ya thoFuck you and yo skillsAnd yo jaw gettin` brokeIf you ain`t Fo FoBullet or Cell BlockFull Clip or L`il ShankYou can eat a cockLook at meGangsta, Khakis and lastShotgun barrel to your mouth holeBlastBlow yo Adam`s appleInto apple sauceCall yo mommaAnd tell her bout her horrible lossBut I guess...no...fuckFuck yo ludCuz I ran outAnd I bail out in a black truckI don`t even wanna see yo face no moreI`ma rip it off and then punch your skullDumb mutha fuckaBring an eight ball for ShermWhen you gonna learnThat a Ryda let his pistol burnContact a lawyer firmAnd get your wig brokeStraps are flyingTo yo head, legs, chest, and throatLet it be knownTo the rest of your bitch crewAin`t no limitationsShit...who we run throughYou mutha fucka youKiss yo momma with two from my ride (BUCK BUCK BUCK)Boom baby bye byeChorusI see you bitches still don`t knowI let the gat do that talkin`When I`m balkin` at these punk ass hosCatch ya slippin` in my gunzone (Yayeaa)All aloneWit my beam on the tip of yo noseAnd there it goes blaughShootin` bitchesFor some back in the dayTry ta rat a nigga outNow they buried awayNiggas gettin` carried away (bye bye)On the stripsWith the white sheetBitch ass niggaNow ya bug me797 797We are high in the skyWe`ve located 5 suspectsThey are heading east bound on 7 mileThey just crossed woodwardPlease respond797, this is coral police respondingWe have units in pursuit at this timeOnce the suspects are apprehendedWe are going to suck their unitsOverCoral, this is 797Be advisedIf the suspects ejactulateSave some for meOver