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(*several coughs*) (*inhales*)

(intro)
Yeah, hahahaha, we's again from the face down in the river huh, huh
Mark from tellin nigga jokes (oh shit, ain't about a bitch),

(spice 1)
I got your mama up in the shoop of my hooptie, what should I do the bitch?
I I want to dump her in a ditch, cause I'm the kidnapper
Body-snatcher, witness killer, deliver, from murder to your dough nigga
Open it up and you'll be starin right down a rarer, rarer desert eagle
split your flow it's time to bail, stick and move, dip and dive
It ain't no trace, just a bullet enlodged up in your face
I knew a nigga who wore black
Said he was an o.g. player shot up some with macks
Said he had a little drama with some high powered
And the nigga that his back, he said he'll give me some scriller
So he partied through the city, hittin party's and
Cause these so called o.g. finally showed up
bastards opened fire in the middle of the party
Blow to the blow and put my mack and aimed the legs and (oh shit, God damn)

(chorus)
Kick to the of the niggas who got crept on
(punk ass motherfuckers)
(nigga, that nigga, straightly smoked)
Kick to the tales of the who got crept on
Kick to the tales of the niggas who got on

(spice 1)
I hit two up in the ankle and one in the knee
Ain't but the motherfuckin hog in me
So i's bail to my with the triple gold bangers
crowd run on members, and still got one up in the chamber
I told my nigga to bring his ass on
Cause if he's stylin, the motherfuckers the other two won't be
They comin, so hit the dirt and try to to the villians (niggas)
These fools is some killers and I can see they really this nigga
fucked em on some paper or somethin sick
Whatever it is these niggas want to his dick
Got in the caddy and up out the drama scene
Looked like gangsta shit you see up on the tv screen
But it ain't no cut, just actin live, die
related killers, switcher on time high
See killers can be swept on
I'm tales of the niggas who got crept on

(chorus)
(shit), kick to the of the niggas who got crept on
(go nigga, lookin and shit nigga)
Kick to the of the niggas who got crept on
(fuck you doing nigga, up a joint, motherfuckin...)
Kick to the of the niggas who got crept on
(fuck is with you? )

(spice 1)
We chopped it up, my had some love
50 g's to creep on the that tried to kill us up that fuckin club
25 are threat and 25 are for the
For that kind of I'll have the blood up on the fuckin ceilin
Now the slaughter is to begin
Mini 14's, six homies and some motherfuckin 10's
Infra-red, silencer, silence ya, cut off ya p-g-a and a massacre
Everybody, cause can't no diss me
Niggas you to the club, with some motherfuckin pussy (pussy)
I'm feelin, hit the hospital do they ass
I took em down to his basement and then I his ass
Screams jumpin the night, the nigga heard I kill with a routin
Even got him for a of birds
So then I up into the i-c-u, I see you livin too long
you crept on, your life gone

(spice 1)
Yeah nigga, got some shit for you
Special can catch shit you on, uncut herion nigga
your motherfuckin bays nigga
Yeah nigga, you like this huh nigga, suffer nigga
Suffer motherfucker, yeah, take a good of the shit, nigga
Yeah, yeah nigga you feelin it huh, breathe, what you can't breathe
wrong what, what, huh, huh, what, what, huh, huh, huh, what
Oh, you said somethin, hahahaha...