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Whatz Ya (x9)

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

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

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

Whatz Ya (x6)