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(Intro/Chorus: Bone Crusher) |
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These niggaz talkin hardcore ain't no killers |
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You don't wanna fuck with these Southern Gorillas |
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Now take these slugs from my Desert Eagle |
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Y'all niggaz fuckin with the realla to realla |
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I'ma tell you one more time nigga - get from around me |
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Tell 'em, hey nigga GET FROM AROUND ME! |
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Yeah I'ma tell you one more time nigga - get from around me |
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WHAT?~! Hey nigga GET FROM AROUND ME! |
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(Bone Crusher) |
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Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, the tide keep comin nigga |
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John Blaze for them heffers it don't, get no better |
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I got, woodgrain and leather that's sharp like cheddar |
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When I see a fuck nigga, I'll gamble - whatever |
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Call me BONE CRUSHER nigga, I'm the hardest thing walkin |
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When I see a fuck nigga, all he do is talkin |
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Why he wanna rub against me, I really don't know |
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Youse a bitch, youse a bitch, by the way youse a hoe! |
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Don't EVER try to stop me, 808 drop-ping |
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I watch the bass come in and knock ya {?} out your chin |
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Nigga wonder why I never come around with a grin |
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I've been down for strongarmin nigga once again |
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What's my name? BONE, CRUSH-AH, stop that |
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How y'all niggaz wanna attack, a nigga that ain't strapped |
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Watch out for Jugganots, I'll kill a motherfucker |
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{*growling loudly*} I WILL KILL A MOTHERFUCKER NIGGA! |
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(Chorus) |
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(Cotton Bend) |
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Real killers don't talk, here they quietly spark |
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On the contrary nigga, don't need eyes of a hawk |
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Cause I'ma catch you up close, 22 to the throat |
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'Nother 12 to the chest, nigga that's all that she wrote |
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Hell I make my own silencer, nobody hear nothin |
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You shoulda kept your mouth closed, you had to push the button |
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But I ain't no dumb nigga, so I don't leave no trace |
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Hell don't you know nigga, no body no case |
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And I'ma give you a lil' scoop, we takin chipper to the hooch |
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And I'ma get rid of everythang, from tha roota to the toot |
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Hell from the hair to the boots, from the house to the Coupe |
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Shit from your wife, to your brother nigga |
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All the way down to your pooch |
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(Chorus) |
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(Bone Crusher) |
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Nigga get the FUCK out my damn face |
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YEAHHH, the mangler, 'bout to mop up this place |
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YEAHHH, y'all niggaz wonder why I'm harder than cinder blocks |
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I'm unstoppable, similar to Jugganots |
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Hey first of all, I was born to be extra hard |
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And with that BM shirt was born to be extra smart |
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And clearly, my competition is, kinda nil |
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So watch your mouth young nigga 'fore you get killed |
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In 99 I'm the strongarm kinga nigga |
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Gorilla, mobster, the real deal |
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And if you want it my nigga you know where I be |
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Asphalt, steady walkin these asses up the street |
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(Chorus) |
