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Lyrics: [lord infamous - talking] Yeah, lord infamous ,back in this thang, the scarecrow, keyser soze You know in memphis, we got this lil saying, when somebody tryna cross then Flodgin, high cappin' We got this lil thing we call ov nigga, that means it's over [lord infamous] f*** with this super thug and get drugged Sweep your bodyparts under the rug Burry this butcher knife deep in yo guts Make you a nice warm blanket of mud You fools ain't learned to see the rear burn Hollow point hit you so hard your body turned You have been advised don't f*** with wise guys Hypnotize rydaz 4,5 clips surprize I know your click is full of wussies When you walk by you smell like pussies You niggaz ain't killa to f*** with godzilla Monsters, villans fo real and cap peelaz Perpetrate ,tough ,and get f***ed up quick Whipped like a bi*** and shot in the d*** Infamous, and your neck I will squeeze boy Come play wit me, ull see it's ov, over [hook x2] Wanna run up on me it's ov Test the h c to the p it's ov Get these bullets on gp it's on me Better drop down to your knees it's ov [lord infamous] So all you niggaz join gangs because your weak alone Catch you by yo self yo ass ol' get gone Run up in the door high jack you in yo home Tie your ass up and beat ya wit the phone You don't wanna feel the force of the tone Smack ya in the face and crack your jaw bone Hit this cocaine and do yo ass wrong Like a 1 in 1, put 2 to yo dome Glock, smith and wessen, luga and rugaaa Will make sure you have no future c*** back the hammer and close your pupils Lord wit the sword is very crucial Hands in the air yo ass best not move Dont make me walk on yo ass wit these boots Lord of the hood, I got the crossbolt Bulls eye bi*** arrow in yo throat [hook 2x] [lord infamous] Beat,rob, break, murder, erase Dont run, there-is-no-escape Bullets-hit-you right in the face Im-not-scared-to catch a case Slugz, hoes, blood- all on yo clothes Who'll die next Nobody knows Insain- mane -takin a drain bi*** i-will-empty-yo vains I -do -not -feel -no- remorse Blow-your-mammy ass off the porch Slap-yo-punk-ass-all-around You-got-2 days-to leave town Niggaz-got-they-d*** in the dust Style-kick-and shot the f*** up 45s, 9s, and the grenades Blow-yo-bi***-right off the stage [hook 2x] Ov nigga, over [4x] More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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