rozz dyliams & purp dogg - derelicts, marauders, savages lyrics
[verse 1]
uh
whats up, how ya doing?
where ya coming from
where ya going?
rozzy on the scene shining like a 40 beam
bout to act a d-mn samoan
keep the tempo going
keep the money going
keep the cash flowing
naked -ss showing
i don’t need a b-tch i just need the bands
your a small fish and its a vast ocean
fucking with the house i put your head up in a vice and spin it till it crack open
i got k!llers with me toting mac, toting luger sending shots to bad omens
finna really come up big on em’
i don’t give a fuck i bust a sag shorty
put the mac down like war machine on a b-tch in the d-mn lobby
i remember thinking i would never be shit and now i’m shitting on em’ as a hobby
gangsta walkin from my kitchen to my living room i got too many bands on me
what the friggin’ dang heck
dylan don’t play when it come to paychecks
its the juggalo
been a juggalo
b-tch im steady booming like a b-ss test
you fucking with the god of death
you fucking with the butcher man no truer sadist
nobody move
nobody get hurt
dylan bring the pain b-tch
get burnt like your main b-tch
zoonga gozoonga zang b-tch
got the world up on my back and i don’t know how much longer i can take it
derelicts
marauders
savages
make the world go round [x2]
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