Lyrics

We step in through your door and put the weapon to your jaw I'm running through your shit while you're headed for the floor Anything that fits gets ripped I zip lock it Stupid p-p-pickpocket I'll show you what a sick fuck is I get nuggets big bricks your shit plummets I did done it, done did it, your bitch gutted I'm too rugged all my being a ruckus ya niggas is faggots Fuckin with The Dope you get damaged We the badest, the ugly, fuck the good They shall perish, trust me, knock on wood Evil deadish cellars Got the book, got the look, got em shook Like a seesaw sucka Motherfucka I never take this shit too lightly Just try and bite me, I'ma bust back in your wifey Precisely, this life is so pricey Now run them new motherfuckin Nikes' nigga The light beam flickers, big butt strippers Lip gloss glitters, cocaine mirrors Big buck figures, I figure you get the picture Stick Dro Vicious and Reaper we came to rip ya Stick a nigga now I got five to six figures Sippin' liquor like to get high don't lift fingers Cuz I'm way too lazy to be bumping yo' shit I need a bump and a fifth before i jump off the cliff When you hear the guns Bang bang bang You will feel your ears Ring ring ring You know we only talk Slang slang slang So you can see the chains Bling bling bling (It's triple X!) When you hear the guns Bang bang bang You will feel your ears Ring ring ring You know we only talk Slang slang slang So you can see the chains Bling bling bling (It's triple X!) Ey yo we sneak up in the crib and put the saws to your ribs Niggas tryna figure how these niggas know where I live I click clack, with the strap, we buck em down Kids gets kidnapped, no kidding, don't fuck around It's the griddy the grimy, don't get me mad Buck shots in your liver will have you shit in a bag Yo i promise, cross my heart, hope to die You can't kill the Onyx my niggas multiply A Madface pirate, shiver me timbers You don't wanna end up on the bottom of my Timberlands Kick the door give me the grands Big shotguns like I'm yosemite sam I ain't scared of hell, I've been on fire before I'm the alpha male, I live inside of the floor Niggas tattletale we'll wire wire your jaw If I'm out on bail, I'ma bail, I'm fire for sure God in the flesh, possessed by the spirit in me Bottle my sweat n sell it as an energy drink I don't make threats, couldn't tell we even had beef But you gonna regret the day you meet the demon in me I was born triplets but I'm the lucky fool My pop's told my mom's to pick one and drown the other two I'm out n' about nigga I ain't hard to get to Not a word out my mouth, I let the bitch choose Fuck rhyming its a wrap for you I punch niggas in their face and slap them with a lawsuit Kill you? I'm tryina keep you alive To see how much pain you can take before you die! When you hear the guns Bang bang bang You will feel your ears Ring ring ring You know we only talk Slang slang slang So you can see the chains Bling bling bling (It's triple X!) When you hear the guns Bang bang bang You will feel your ears Ring ring ring You know we only talk Slang slang slang So you can see the chains Bling bling bling (It's triple X!)
Writer(s): Kirk Jones, Fred Lee Scruggs, Frank Boersma, Jannes Lelieveld, Niels Kooistra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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