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Whatz Ya (x9)

die everyday
So I a fuck
Bad
Too bad your homie got stuck
he was a
Punk ass nigga, what you do
Try your and you'll sing a dead man's groove
So smooth that it you want to slit your wrists
From listenin to all that ass bullshit
The groove is potent so you might wanna a hit
Or kickity kick back and listen to the funky
That we kick the cult is on a roll
And we stop it, we leavin' with yo' soul
killin' like 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, all the same
Watch ya body burn, the flame
the smoke
Runnin' from the
Nigga's ain't shit 'cause they all wish they had
Nack for a insanity, still you battle me
bag your body up and leave you burried in an alley, g
Fuck this fantasy trip
I'm 'bout to get up in that ass, bitch
House of krazees, three deap for punk the blood flows
Straight out ya noose
Takin' no shorts, in nine
So check me, up threats see
So punk, me
Loungin' and maxin', chillin' an accent
Nigga's really where a nigga be relaxin'

Sixteen back, My one was off by attack, son
It's the new hit, Whatz ya
Man, you some
a taste, sample this quick 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 don't like my spit
From my lyrics are taggin' like a pussy, bitch
My pleasure's yo pleasure, pleasure pain or
Pleasure in my brain and so is the
slang, Bodies 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
I'll yo' ass if you doubt this, trick
Fuck this bullshit, I know you want I got
I know you what I get
let me split my wig, so you can take it, bitch
Now ya 'cause the otha's want my spot
Ya' fightin' off fiends,
And Myers on my jock
Well well, look at ya shakin, now ya face is now me
I get's too funky, just the drum beat
I'll slash ya monkey, I smell the
They're comin' to take me, and waste me E to the X P B to the I G the J,
of the game we play
Dirty tha way, never say ish can't play
no ish, one way, go by the tape, bitch
Alices and for beatin' tha predator
is the asylum, house of krazees is scarin' ya
Brotha's on death 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 then deal wit it

Whatz Ya (x6)