| Lyrics: | feat. Hypnotize Camp Posse
[Dj Paul]
Niggas you roll them dice
You better except
how they fall
Nigga you fucking wit Juice
Nigga you fucking wit Paul
Nigga you fucking
wit Boo
Nigga you fucking wit Black
Lil bitch you fucking wit Lord
Lil bitch you fucking
wit Pat
Nigga you fucking wit Roc
Nigga you fucking wit Chat
And if you fuck wit La
Chat
We blow your chest through your back
And if you fuck wit anyone else
I dont give a
fuck
Because they dont plead and breed HCP nigga what
[Lord Infamous]
I always
leave them in suspense
Better put up your defense
Cuz these 44 satits
Niggas catch a
body risk
Bloody glock bloody trench
Bloody bodies on the fence
Bloody legion
All
you bitches bloody six is in the mist
Oh my Lord, Infamous
Cock the hammer let it
split
I'm the damager carnage
I'm the razor in your wrist
I'm the medicine you
hit
Got you fucking throwing fits
Kicking chairs and swinging fists
How long can you get
to this?
Play
[Crunchy Black]
It started way back when a nigga was a kid
I
stick and move my nigga
That's the shit that I did
I broke a few fucking bones
And I
cast few stones
I pulled a few fucking tone
Man that shit went wrong
You got me stuck in
the zone
When a nigga doing wrong
I pop you once in your head with that goddamn
chrome
Don't give a fuck motherfucker
If your family moarn
Shouldna stepped to me
dawg
Shouldna stepped to me at all
You weak busta!
[Project Pat]
A mistaken
ID
Wanna put me in the po-key
Cuz I'm on parole
Police swearing that they know
he
Had to do the shit
Cuz Project Pat is a convict |
