Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin' Wit Dis Click

How can you faith in a God
That can not even creation
How can He you to salvation
There is no hope in only
to the other side of reality
And this is eternity
(Eternity)

The end of the world, I can see it
So I my nine millimeters and I start huntin'
For these niggas that talk
Man hoes will never quit until ya
Leave 'em hangin' from a tree or in a ditch

one of you niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, on his door
Let 'em the buck shots of a 12 gauge
up by an A-K

Fore you go to bed at night you bitches kneel and pray
'Cause when business we takin' care our business
I'm on any of a witness or any who wanna get in it
Man shit is real

Not them you put in your raps
Not even that bullshit you talk behind a nigga
Let me make it simple and plain, run up and you'll get your brains
To the side of the curb with plastic thang, thang Nina glock 19
With the 20 clip you don't wanna with this
You don't wanna fuck with

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this
And we bring it to your ass

Therefore all you and you clans
And you crews fuckin', with this click
And we bring it to your ass

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' this click
And we gonna it to your ass

Therefore all you and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with click
And we gonna bring it to ass

Man for any crime I swear I'll die before I do some time
Bitch the Koopsta when I murder
With the plastic nine corpses that we tortured in the Chevy
Voices let me rest could this be the end yet
Or a sent from Satan
(Nigga omens)

They open the gates of horror for them horror
We tortured the cases who arrested the of triple six
That is sorcerer
(Kill that bitch, chop bitch)

Or you get caught on a crucifix
I'm sick of that inside of my
Cradle I'm that He could just come
Yet this Nina gots no trigger so I'm

Real quick a serial killa mon' straight from that cell for real 'a
I'll buck you dead my nigga and it's a when I dropped 'em off
The mane in return I got no thangs
I went in dark room fool Koop be for their thang

time I sees you slippin'
I go a my Mac-10
(Mac-10)
Victims of my playground
Come burn me until the end

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this
And we gonna it to your ass

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this
And we gonna bring it to ass

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with click
And we gonna it to your ass

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this
And we gonna bring it to ass

the dead body over my shoulder
And to break out with my shovel
Or let evil look forward and I start to dig up and in the body
And up more money as bank of the sore

separate bodies hacked up with a axe and I think a big sack
Been up by rats I'm just writing these poems
They bring to renown cause a triple six to restore
Split wrists with in my fists and amidst', thy clicks, of tricks

No I'm not a but I'm mentally ill
And I understand all the reasons
Well, I think it's killin' season and neither does my schizophrenic
So therefore due to my mental defocalty

is only entertained by helping enemies bleed
Let all the bodies in all the blood
Let's go with that chick with no pity
I bloody cut chop up they shell in 20 gauge

Finally like I was frighting, I'm havin' no thoughts
Of the lives I've done lost when I'm blazin' that stupid fire
Cause I'm havin' a Halloween slaughter it my gun focal
Just thank Myers no mutilation's parallelizations
Got no patience when I'm chasin' down a
Tryin' to thwart

all you clicks and you clans
And you fuckin', fuckin' with this click
And we gonna bring it to ass

all you clicks and you clans
And you fuckin', fuckin' with this click
And we gonna bring it to ass

Therefore all you and you clans
And you crews fuckin', with this click
And we bring it to your ass

Therefore all you and you clans
And you fuckin', fuckin' with this click
And we gonna bring it to ass

I'm on a cross up off these cut me free
(Cut me free)
I'll draw portrait if you put me down on my feet
(Down on my feet)
My cross turns down and finally I'm loose
I flip the and released up of some sinners Scarecrow and the Juice

I to the sky and all I could say was, "Well, finally it's on again"
No lord could stop us now 'cause the demons reborn
My praise the first power me so I could never cower
Without a mind fool murder and bounce

tell you half about this Antichrist
Look my eyes tell me what you see
The demonic man scarecrowism
Saints can you feel me, I try for years and
Sinkin' one day of depression

Stormy weather and bells
Ringin' to the election of a
me into the trees, watch me rob Adam
And watch me Eve

In this eve destruction
Most will wonder
With DJ Paul, the Triple Six
And Hell 'em under

Bitch, now