歌词

Huh, huh Damn Ryder Nigga, pick yo' friends up, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Nigga, pick yo' high command up, dog pound Woof, woof, bitch, I'm Charles Manson They ain't even see me 'til it's too late, pop his eardrums Now he walk like he in the mud (yeah) Write it in his blood, so they knew just who it was (okay) Like I was MS, I take machetes, cut 'em up (yeah) I'ma send 'em up, turn your wifey to a slut, turn her husband to a cuck Not scared of everyone, put one in his dreadlocks (okay) Not scared of anyone, Satan in a headlock (yeah) 3 a.m., I'm at yo' house, pussy, knock-knock (yeah) And I got a beam (what?), make a nigga scrеam (what?) Yeah, knock-knock, mm, hahahaha Yeah, knock-knock, mm, hahahaha Yeah, knock-knock, mm, hahahaha Yеah, knock-knock, mm, hahahaha (ewok, ewok) If we pull up, then we hoppin' out that rental van (vyoom, vyoom) I put this metal in your mouth just like a dental plan (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Bitch, you talkin' to the boss, don't talk to middleman (no-no, no-no) Ain't got no money for your corpse, here go a rental plan (give me that, give me that) Yeah, the chop-chop like a broom-broom (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) I'm a hot shot, I'm a goon-goon (ewok, ewok) The drop-top, it go vroom-vroom (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt) Yeah, knock-knock, boom-boom (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Yeah, knock-knock, mm, hahahaha Yeah, knock-knock, mm, hahahaha Yeah, knock-knock, mm, hahahaha Yeah, knock-knock, mm, hahahaha Mm, hahahaha Mm, hahahaha Mm, hahahaha Mm, hahahaha Hahahaha Mm, hahahaha
Writer(s): Vinicius Sosa, Ryder Johnson, Junius Rogers, Jeremy Schafer, Danny Snodgrass, Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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