Texty

Hi, Claude again You remember I told you about my cousin when I was 15 Well, the year after that, I killed this kid, Louie Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger I got away with it, but erm, I wanna apologize to Louie I'm sorry, Louie Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger I knew this muthafukka named Louie Every day the nigga talk shit but today he tried to do me He rolled down my block with a pistol and a stare A black khaki suit and dooky brades in his hair The muthafukka think I'm slippin' But I got my gat and a bat and a 40 and I'm sippin' Waitin' for the fool to get out the car The stupid muthafukka thinks I'm a star But I'm not, I'm the type that kick the niggaz ass Fast, Eazy-E's a nigga that'll blast Hold up, wait, the nigga started to load his gat I grabbed my bat and ran around the back yo He's at my window, thinkin' I'm playin' Nintendo But the stupid nigga don't know I'm behind him so He dropped the gat like a stupid muthafukka So I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger I knew this bitch named Peaches She often want me to fuck her trampy ass on the beaches But Busta said, "Yo Peaches be fuckin' around with me Instead o' fuckin' her man" She's butt-naked with my dick in her hand, yo As soon as Peaches starts suckin', I saw this muthafukkin' nigga Behind my car and he was duckin' So I told the bitch to hold on (Hold on) You stupid bitch, put yo muthafukkin' clothes on I wonder if this nigga's tryin' ta jack me 'Cuz I ain't got my gat with me, shit The nigga started runnin' up fast I thought he was gonna blast, so I hid behind her ass She started howlin' out "Wait", I banked her in the face But the punk nigga pulled out He asked the stupid bitch, "Did I mug her?" So I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger I'm a muthafukkin' psycho and I don't give a fuck about 'em I kill the nigga and cut off his dick, so you know I got 'em Cut his vein, ate his brain, left the nigga for dead Now it's a gallon of blood drippin' from under his bed (Oh, no, what happened to my lover?] Bitch, I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bitch tried to call the cops, fuck that I gotta take the girl out with my muthafukkin' bat 'Cuz I ain't doin' 10 in the pen For a bitch and her dead-ass boyfriend So I gotta kill the ho, I'm reachin' for my weapon slow That's when I notice some nigga standin' by the door The little nigga sayin', "Don't kill my mother", so I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Sorry Jimmy He's dead I'm sorry, Billy
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