Song Description

party,but gangsta

Lyrics

Intro- Alright that's it fuck that this all in one mother fucker take.
Pussy bitch anit fuckin with none of the headrush click man. Me aka Silencer you heard me Fuckin $am, dolla, carl, J-dub, Bubba, Poochie, Sweet.

Verse1- You little boys better keep your mouth close closed. Keep it tighter than ziplock, before I have to peel back like a zipper. Grab a hold of reality. Before I have try to challenge me. The gage well known for tearing holes in anatomy's. I'm still down for the streets. I got the whole lucther riding with a semi a piece. Keep yapping at your gums and you resting in peace. You fucking round with the peace maker. The headrush beef quacker you nigga's is so bitch. I I make the rape you. Tell dolla bring the gage blow the time out of his thinker you nigga's anit fucking with us. Talk shit and find ya picture on a cereal box, cause I do it like a mobster let ya boys buck you up and get boxed up I anit talking bout no hands bro. Just that pine box stuff for another mother gramdson I got mo tricks than them boys off of and one. Gun stay attached to waist extra cup with no bullets to waste. I leave a nigga head tilted to the side like gumbi. I thought I told you once bitch headrush in this dummie!

Hook: you aint got to be running and talking shit cause when they come bitch they bout action.they cocking in popping shit.
They aint gotta be running and talking shit cause when we come we bout that action. we locking and louding clips.
Dont start no shit its still gone be some shit. Cause i dont like you bitch i dont like you.

verse: It gets no realla hotter than kutha catching shells in the field.
Reincarnated punch the devil bust the fuck out of hell.
Dolla bill im #1 dont make me give you the chills.
I wish a nigga would. LIquor got me fucked up.
looking at me like he hard i hope his chest pumped up.
Im drinking red rum dont make me spill it on you. spell it backwards try to play me then you`ll fill it on you.
If you fuck with me and my people then we drilling on you.
its official a pussy nigga couldn't walk in my shoes.
Bitch niggas stay out hustler and warriors homie soldiers and bravehearts not them fagets who lonely.
Yo sam put that white sheet on top that ghost my gorilla attitude will burn your ass to toast.Slugga gone shoot him and cornbread gone fill up his holes.

Hook: you aint got to be running and talking shit cause when they come bitch they bout action.they cocking in popping shit.
They aint gotta be running and talking shit cause when we come we bout that action. we locking and louding clips.
Dont start no shit its still gone be some shit. Cause i dont like you bitch i dont like you.

Verse:Chitty chitty bang bang. Ah shit im bout to let my fucking nuts hang.Now jack it off. Get down baby shit is juicy. Bring yo fucking face closer let a nigger bust off. Yall niggas scared stayin pussy tight. Load up the tools and hit your hood like a construction site. Knock off your lights like my nick name was entergy desinegrating any motherfucker stepping to me.I got barrels that send holes through ya fuckin apparell yall niggas holla that thug shit something like a christmas Carol im bout my dinero. Protect my fuckin money like a scarecrow fuck over me with it take target shots at ya asshole niggas love to play so try to caught them in a sandbox but fuckin round with sam yall gone end up in grave pots. I stay with hot rocks come through this bitch and knock ya ass off.

Hook: you aint got to be running and talking shit cause when they come bitch they bout action.they cocking in popping shit.
They aint gotta be running and talking shit cause when we come we bout that action. we locking and louding clips.
Dont start no shit its still gone be some shit. Cause i dont like you bitch i dont like you.