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Yea i gotta let these niggas know once again, There aint nothin wicked like this here wicked wicked shit you know what im sayin yea so if you didnt catch it the first time imma hit cho ass like this two times on yo ass... (Verse 1) 1 9 9 4 im out fo tha doe fuck a hoe And bitches can't fade me like an afro My flow is wicked some doubt what we say The unholy black devil coonta kinte Im down wit natas and they blast fo me And niggas can't see me in 3D Im comin at cho ass straight from tha east side And im in the belly of the beast right Niggas don't know the time I'll put a gun in yo mouth and let the taste blow yo mind Sleepy niggas awake Your faker then a silicone titty with the shakes I makes mo bounce to tha muthafuckin ounce And esham's how im pronounced bitch I hit the switch cuz i got tha shit hooked up And my shit pure before its cooked up Mo'money thats what its all about Young hoes its all about dick in yo mouth Unholy nigga with the real life crew We talk about real life shit we've been through Fuck the revren one eighty seven And fuck heaven cause the wicked shit will never die Im doin it 24/7 (Chorus) I do it like this ya'll A like this ya'll I do it like that ya'll A like that ya'll(im doin it 24/7) I do it like this ya'll A like this ya'll I do it like that ya'll A like that ya'll(im doin it 24/7) I do it like this ya'll A like this ya'll I do it like that ya'll A like that ya'll(im doin it 24/7) I do it like this ya'll A like this ya'll I do it like that ya'll A like that ya'll(im doin it 24/) (Verse2) More niggas gettin served Cause im twice as nice with the verbs I don't belive in god so fuck whatchu herd This aint no gimmic so don't gimic my style of rappin Niggas can't fuck wit my fleetwood macin Plus im fattin all of that n' this and mo I'm put to take yo ends and diss yo hoe No singin at my funerel jus a little somthin i thought you should know If yo pussy stank you need some dooshin hoe As i change my flow up my mind to blow up to make you throw up Jackin my dick and so what i make ya nut but ummm You better watch da shit as i kick it My shotgun still but me im still wicked As i stick it, straight up yo ass and pass to J Niggas from detriot don't play hey You better raise up and watch me blaze up Another cigeratte how hard can another fuckin nigga get I whip a clip out if you wanna trip out And shut yo mouth revren cause y dick my slip out uhh I don't give a fuck about heaven Cause the wicked shit will never die Im doin it 24/7 (Chorus) (Verse3) I got a suicide problem My problem solver is a revolver My momma wants me to get theropy i don't involve her Cuz im wicked i like to kick it unlike no other James smith yea that my brother i know ya herd of him We like to smother suckas unlike them other suckas We cause a ruckus make the police wanna buck us So fuck us if you wanna try Some niggas said i was dead... but the wicked shit will never die Im comin straight from the cradle to the grave ya'll And motherfucka i can never a slave ya'll I pack a gat and thats for real tho But see im nice wit my hands and plus we fuckin steel toes I thought you knew it was jus like this Im down to tha E cause im a suicidelist yo Where all my peoples at east or the westside Northside, southside... homicide It don't matter aint no thang to me Cuz its all in D E T R O I T I stay true to my city Now aint that a pitty i chopped off a gangsta hoe titty My atitude is jus like frank nitty... shitty All 24/7 (Chorus) This goes out to all my niggas thats true to the mothafuckin city yea there aaint nothin nothin wicked like this here wicked wicked shit Ya'll still don't know
Writer(s): Chris Cowie, Christopher Lawrence Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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