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[Killa Hoe]Yes, motherfuckersyet you have entered the psycho wardwhere the X-Raided lays his head, niggasso let that nigga tell his story.... beotch[X-Raided]I be stalkin` like jason, nigga I ain`t sayin` shitmask on wit` a machedi in my right mitain`t gon` be no "cha cha cha.. cha cha cha"`cause all you gon` be hearin` is "ratta-tat" and "pop pop"and it ain`t gotta be no friday the thirteenthI don`t give a fuck if it`s sunday the fifteenthany day is good for me to go and kill a hoso fuck the money, mo murder mo murder moand it`s a nightmare on yo` mama`s streetbut freddy`s bitch-ass is dead, so now you got to deal wit` meand ain`t no need to make no part two, three or fo``cause I`m gon` kill `em all in that first episodeslit `em open with the straight razorkillin` `em quicker than that mother fucker pinhead on hellraiseri`m hellbound so the X-Raided loc ain`t no jokewhen I creep I use that nine-millimeter to split yo` face wide open`cause nigga you know I got no brainmama said when I was young I didn`t play I liked to gangbangmy psychiatrist told me I was totally insanei`m packin` a millimeter nine-a nina it`s same daisyI got that loco-active siccnessmakin` a nigga lunaticI fit you filthy murderous when I`m blastin` on them bitcheskillin` `em up, fillin` `em up with leadi`m full of that liquor I`m stickin` my trigga unloadin` da shit siccso psychoactive nigga bangin` the deuce-fo` s t r to the double e tdon`t tell my nina you seem to be incubateand I ain`t trippin` on all that payback shit you ripped in jailby then i`ll have that nine to make that brain thang hang out, niggayou fuckin` with the g`stawhen you runnin` up on the x you better bring your favorite preacher witchya`cause you gon` need him to be a witness when I smoke yalook you in yo` eyes and say "you shoulda been a loc`sta"[Killa Hoe] ((Da Misses))creepin` through the dark with that motherfuckin` mask onpackin` that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast oncreepin` through the dark.. ((..murderin` motherfuckers))aimin` for the heart.. ((..slaughterin` motherfuckers)) (x2)[Da Misses]pick up yo` god damn remote turn on your TVya hit the channel to one eighty-seven facultylook in the light you`ll see that sista, "hey LSG"oh with the stogie-ogie-ogie now follow meand to your death, yeah bitch you shouldn`tna fucked with a g`cause I got that S A C on my motherfuckin` family, uzishit it gets crazier, disect your fuckin` heartand bury your ass in the motherfuckin` parkpop chop chop goes your head`cause it`s the bloody murdy with the ammo gat that ya feltmy dear, catch the needle in your eyetime to get wicked oh yeah time to die`cause the voices be sayin`"misses start sprayin` on these punk-ass niggas talkin` shit and nuts ain`t even hangin`"so slippedy slip slip slip slip slidegot the fuckin` glock and on your soul I`m `a ridebecause it`s the motherfuckin` boneready to get goneand it`s da motherfuckin` miss with the mask on[Killa Hoe]creepin` through the dark with that motherfuckin` mask onpackin` that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast on[Chopah]Biatch get your grip `cause I`m on that missionI slit first like O.J. so don`t let me start rippin`shift up like a wind storm, now hollow ones make your body warmbut niggas are wanted for the life I have no pitty `cause I love harmso i.. want to bust caps like a ghey g pass me the hk afta that nine-millie so them fools come remember me"you crazy nigga," not crazy, I`m psychoonce I`m bustin` shots at them niggas moonwalk just like michaelI flip, `how you flip?`i`m flippin` it back and forthi`m havin` one of them bitches movin` they mouth and playin` poor sportoh shit mista nigga where`s yo vest I`m `bouts to pop yahow many times do I have to tell you you cannot like fuck with the chopstaI rip shit the fuck up, that`s the perfect sign toslit your throat, and bury your ass where no one can find youwith my mask on, my paths leave no evidenceblack gloves black scarf crept I creep nights so handle shitsyou punk-ass bustasI heard you couldn`t trust usyour set be should be on move sorry `cause your whole block is bustasvamp like that, black is cool I see no sunshineknocka full of AKs and a backpack full of tech ninesbiotch![Killa Hoe] ((Da Misses))creepin` through the dark with that motherfuckin` mask onpackin` that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast oncreepin` through the dark.. ((..murderin` motherfuckers))aimin` for the heart.. ((..slaughterin` motherfuckers))[Lunasicc]Whan ya see my nina, ya shoulda duckedjust knowin` a nigga like Lunasicc don`t be givin` a fuckso uh, I lit it up now I`m gettin` up out of that bitchtear my bucket down march with fo` fo`s burned up on the fuckin` groundI left him dead his bloody head left on the concrete There he lay when the AK spray brains lookin like hamburger meat i`m gettin` ghost like casperbut I`m not that friendly nigga I`m that Lunasicc bastardi`m hazardous to my own healthjust any minute I just might grab that nine millimeter and bust my own selfso we can take it to the next levelI go to hell and get at the grim reeper yellin` "fuck the devil!"so we can take it to the crossroads, motherfuckereven then my nine steadily loaded killin` all you bustasfill it up with hollow tips then pop nigga drop me onefillin` all you devils up with them hot oneskickin` down doors with x, shoot my gat in fuck the discussionall I want is the cash, if there ain`t none I`ma blastkillin` ya doctor, ya ambulance driva, and ya nurseyou`re walkin` to your funeral `cause x`loc blew up your hurseyou`z a victim of the lunasicc, hell of quick to blastash to ash dust to dust right up on yo` motherfuckin` asswith the quicka, the reepa the niggatakin` the gat with a blast straight to the domelunasicc for the nine-five bitch creepin` with my mask on[killa hoe] ((da misses))creepin` through the dark with that motherfuckin` mask onpackin` that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast oncreepin` through the dark.. ((..murderin` motherfuckers))aimin` for the heart.. ((..slaughterin` motherfuckers)) (x2)

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