CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Pussy Niggaz
*Rotary dial phone* The number you have reached 9-1-1 has been changed to a non-published number
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Hop in the chevy, i'm strapped and i'm ready to steady my feady but n***as be jacking
My beats ain't playing to have it, I don't f**k with you petty a** n***as
You macks got something going realla and trilla my n***a just pimp on you whole
Crazy mane punch yo' a** so-so whenever you slipped and you surely got hit on yo' mouth
That boy thought Evil Pimp at the bottom now hoe and creeping up badder than befo'
Call me a doc' but you phoney baloney be smelling your anna so I'll rather move on
Makin' and breakin' you low-budget n***as bootleggin' my sh*t and bе running away leaving no witness [?]
I'm the Exorcist so [?] intеlligent bet I'll be negligent handing the presedent [?], satanic b*t*hes be causing my murders trick
Clickin' is [?] throught your wife so i'm nothing so naturally she didn't think twice
Letting the evil one hit her all up in [?]
throwin' granades and I definitely fade a whole n***a with a double gauge pump
When I start creepin' [?]
I ain't no joke and you got no damn hope and you're tied you drown in the mud
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Don't start no sh*t won't be no sh*t
Hold your toungue and bite your lip
I desecrate this bustas tryna keep my distance from a trick
Gossip with this hoes on the phone now you alive or remain
'Cause I can't tell every time I be turnin' around I be hearing you mention my name
Faggot shut up and go buy you some busyness
Talkin' big balls like yo' a** on yo' period
Is it that time for the month for you placas for rumors you spread are so damn delirious
Fearin' this n***as with clicks and new triggas I creep up with my spirits all up in the night
Buckin' you down to the ground with this hollow tips thinkin' you're good enough sparin' yo' life
F**kin' your wife while you tied in the chair with a gauge in yo' mouth I don't show her remorse
The voices of horrors [?] rolled up on my d**k rode me like a horse
The homocide maniac give me a body bag label you bustas [?]
Take out my black eyes i'm c*ckin' my bloody gat makin' [?]
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
[?]
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Hop in the chevy, i'm strapped and i'm ready to steady my feady but n***as be jacking
My beats ain't playing to have it, I don't f**k with you petty a** n***as
You macks got something going realla and trilla my n***a just pimp on you whole
Crazy mane punch yo' a** so-so whenever you slipped and you surely got hit on yo' mouth
That boy thought Evil Pimp at the bottom now hoe and creeping up badder than befo'
Call me a doc' but you phoney baloney be smelling your anna so I'll rather move on
Makin' and breakin' you low-budget n***as bootleggin' my sh*t and bе running away leaving no witness [?]
I'm the Exorcist so [?] intеlligent bet I'll be negligent handing the presedent [?], satanic b*t*hes be causing my murders trick
Clickin' is [?] throught your wife so i'm nothing so naturally she didn't think twice
Letting the evil one hit her all up in [?]
throwin' granades and I definitely fade a whole n***a with a double gauge pump
When I start creepin' [?]
I ain't no joke and you got no damn hope and you're tied you drown in the mud
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Don't start no sh*t won't be no sh*t
Hold your toungue and bite your lip
I desecrate this bustas tryna keep my distance from a trick
Gossip with this hoes on the phone now you alive or remain
'Cause I can't tell every time I be turnin' around I be hearing you mention my name
Faggot shut up and go buy you some busyness
Talkin' big balls like yo' a** on yo' period
Is it that time for the month for you placas for rumors you spread are so damn delirious
Fearin' this n***as with clicks and new triggas I creep up with my spirits all up in the night
Buckin' you down to the ground with this hollow tips thinkin' you're good enough sparin' yo' life
F**kin' your wife while you tied in the chair with a gauge in yo' mouth I don't show her remorse
The voices of horrors [?] rolled up on my d**k rode me like a horse
The homocide maniac give me a body bag label you bustas [?]
Take out my black eyes i'm c*ckin' my bloody gat makin' [?]
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
Pu**y n***as
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