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Whatz Ya (x9)

Niggas die
So I give a
Bad
Too bad fucking homie got stuck
he was a
Punk ass nigga, you wanna do
Try your luck and you'll sing a dead man's
So smooth that it makes you want to slit your
From listenin to all wacked ass bullshit
The groove is potent so you might take a hit
Or kickity back and listen to the funky shit
That we kick the cult is on a roll
And when we stop it, we leavin' yo' soul
killin' nigga's a pro 'cause i ain't a hoe
on the raezel i the mad roll

Nigga's can't fuck wit tha real
hell naw, keep yo' ears open
listen for hell's
E-X-P the motha fuckin' digga Wig splitta
Holla holla fuck ya figure
Whatz ya pleasure, I pain
my game, I'm insane
Call me deranged, it's all the
Watch ya body burn, from the
Smell the
Runnin' from the
Nigga's shit 'cause they all wish they had this
Nack for a insanity, you wanna battle me
I'll bag your body up and leave you in an alley, g
Fuck this fantasy bullshit
I'm 'bout to get up in that ass, bitch
House of krazees, three deap for punk hoes the blood
Straight out ya noose
no shorts, in nine trè
So me, tossin' up threats see
So punk, me
Loungin' and maxin', chillin' with an
Nigga's really wonder a nigga be relaxin'

Sixteen back, My one was off by attack, son
It's the new hit, Whatz ya
Man, you want
Take a taste, sample quick If you will
Do it, shit is so potent
I'll your brain through your noose
You it, know when to say when
Some say that they don't my spit
From my lyrics are taggin' ears like a pussy,
My pleasure's yo pleasure, pleasure or gain
Pleasure in my brain and so is the
Sucka slang, I creep, shh
I gotta get em, get em
Sleep up under the bed so I can spin 'em, 'em
My black boots, to my double one inch
I'll stomp yo' ass if you doubt this,
Fuck this bullshit, I know you want I got
I know you want I get
Well let me split my wig, so you can take it,
Now ya 'cause the otha's want my spot
Ya' off fiends, screams
And Michael on my jock
Well well, look at ya shakin, now ya is now fearin' me
I get's too funky, just check the beat
slash ya monkey, I smell the crazy
They're comin' to take me, and waste me E to the X P B to the I G the J,
know's of the game we
Dirty lead tha way, never say ish play
no ish, one way, go by the tape, bitch
Alices and for beatin' tha predator
Soul is the asylum, of krazees is scarin' ya
Brotha's livin' on row life is really real like
How do ya cope with tha reality's of night
If thatz ya pleasure, if thatz ya
If thatz ya pleasure then wit it

Whatz Ya (x6)