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Whatz Ya (x9)

die everyday
So I a fuck
Bad
Too bad your homie got stuck
he was a
ass nigga, what you wanna do
Try your luck and you'll sing a dead groove
So smooth that it makes you want to slit wrists
From listenin to all that wacked ass
The groove is potent so you might wanna a hit
Or kickity kick back and to the funky shit
That we 'cause 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 packs the mad

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

back, My last one was off by attack, son
It's the new hit, Whatz ya
Man, you want
a taste, sample this quick If you will
Do it, this is so potent
I'll drive your through your noose
You knew it, know when to say
say that they don't like my spit
From my are taggin' ears like a pussy, bitch
My yo pleasure, pleasure pain or gain
in my brain and so is the strange
Sucka slang, I creep, shh
I get em, gotta get em
Sleep up under the bed so I can 'em, kill 'em
My black boots, strapped to my double one
I'll stomp yo' ass if you doubt this,
Fuck this bullshit, I know you what 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 Myers on my jock
Well well, look at ya shakin, now ya is now fearin' me
I get's too funky, check the drum beat
I'll slash ya monkey, I smell the
comin' 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
Dirty lead tha way, never say ish can't
no ish, one way, go by the tape, bitch
Alices and for beatin' tha predator
Soul is the asylum, house of is scarin' ya
Brotha's 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

Ya Pleasure (x6)