CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : On That Devil Shit

Sittin' in my uncle's car, chiefin' [?]
Roll up a black [?] n***as [?] bookin' you n***as by c*ckin' my Glock
Nina, Nina, Trick, have you seen her?
Bumpin' the gun, wanted for murder and robbery, n***as [?]
would do
when you flexing, you falling so shy when I'm killing ya crew
B*t*hes and snitches done f**ked up my game
Trick you will die
Pump on that hoe, shoot out the brains
What would you, if you feelin' kinda scary?
Mary
Blood on your family
Catch you off guard
Buried the [?]
when you f**k with my pimpin'
Whippin' you hookas and takin' my share
But the devils so evil

N***a n***a n***a, the devil's got you scary
Evil a** pimp with the pump in his hand, G
Stomping through the forest, smoking on that chronic
Firing up a brown blunt, smoke in his stomach
N***a n***a n***a, the devil's got you scary
Evil a** pimp with the pump in his hand, G
Stomping through the forest, smoking on that chronic
Firing up a brown blunt, smoke in his stomach
Its [?]
Creepin' straight outta the mist and the fog, hoe
Grippin' on my 9, satanic thoughts got me trippin, so
Evil's mine, n***as firin', shut that hoe off with this devilish verse
Omens of your death got you scared, sittin' in a f**kin' hearse
Inmates of Hell, demons dwell in this dark force
Ya runnin', I'm killin' you n***as, I'm takin' yo life, no matter what's your choice
Twelve gauge sprayed, bloody guts on yo kitchen wall
Chill and sit back and just laughin' and smokin' the stick
Watchin' yo blood drippin' off
Comin' out the woods with an intention to kill you flaugin' hoes
Demons singin' a song
Dressed in black, with the long long robe
Run fast, gonna kill em'
'Fore you die you see my f**kin' face
5 minutes, too late

N***a n***a n***a, the devil's got you scary
Evil a** pimp with the pump in his hand, G
Stomping through the forest, smoking on that chronic
Firing up a brown blunt, smoke in his stomach

Into my eyes, tellin' no lies, n***as know this devil sh*t
Into Into my eyes, tellin' no lies, n***as know this devil sh*t
The devils got the chronic in his mouth, water down all that smoke
Fix up a blunt, chief on that dope
Me I grew up, murder she wrote
Cannot be one of the n***as in [?]
I'm ridin' my steamer, I'm all about mine
B*t*hes and ditches
I'm lyin', I'm dyin', pull out my 9
Gotta get temple
I gotta be [?] creepin' fo' sh*t that can't f**k with this
evil will get you
Trauma [?] with you [?] playin' them stupid a** games [?]
Unlike me, I'll do anything, blow up a f**kin' place
There ain't no love
Ready to kill
1, 2, 3, n***as will fall in my pit

Into my eyes, tellin' no lies, n***as know this devil sh*t
(Evil a** pimp, with the pump in his hand, G)
(Firin' up a brown blunt, smoke in his stomach)

N***a n***a n***a, the devil's got you scary
Evil a** pimp with the pump in his hand, G
Stomping through the forest, smoking on that chronic
Firing up a brown blunt, smoke in his stomach