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skimask troopaz - violence lyrics

comin straight up out for life its the pimp n-gga, ho
smokin blunts, grippin pumps and i’m kickin down yo door
straight up k!llas pullin triggers makin hoes lay ya down
with the playa d r e from lsp, north memphis bound
gunnin quick up at yo set with this chrome plated tec
with no vest up on yo chest so your’re bound to get wet
disrespect, you better check, cos we’re always quick to spray hollow tips from the clip of the no trace ak
so make way in my day while i’m creepin with the chrome
skimask troopaz, executors puttin them bullets in yo dome
lemon lanes makin stains you puttin paink!llers on yo dope
gimme that dope, you get smoked, the k!ller with the lizzo pro
on the trick, yous a b-tch tired of yo sh-t ??? watch em run when i gun, who gon ball at yo door watch em fall as i cross, skimask troopaz blowin that dope
you got anna on your chest, bring that sh-t to the floor

south of cover on a ho, we raise this fool up of of his set
it’s the crooked type up under the mask, constantly leaving you wet
straight up for life, claiming that north side ???
biggidy buckin out them shizzots for them n-ggas who runnin they jaw
and there still won’t be no duckin when i be like aiming them thangs at yo face
we be so serious if you didn’t know, recognize it’s playa dre
with a barrel longer than the amazon at yo shoulder
don’t you slip, if you do the k!ller pullin the strap out his holster
we shippin n-ggas into the morgue, unidentified plus their folks be scared to prosecute cos we be packin that fire
up in the closet with that mossberg, lizzaid across my lap
john rambo in disguise, holdin a 100 round bullet belt
im so crunk, totin that pump, on the prowl full of that skunk
droppin that mad dog, banana red, all cross suckers gettin bucked
so don’t rush into my battleground statistics come out weak
from these dumb -ss n-ggas stabbin em leavin em burried in the concrete

ski mask on my face with the 100 rounds lookin for ???
why the f-ck these k!llas so serious scopin out my victims, show no them love when i aim at his throat
caught up in the troopaz yall n-ggas finna die, hangin with the crooked types, pullin on the fire
artillery in the trunk with the bump with the tinted window down leavin the air full of skunk
drill them thangs at yo door and yo kids and yo mam on the floor they been struck, ho
remorse i know none, g i m i sum, family down with me
k!lla type n-ggas the top of the street
the troopaz made of 4, we ain’t wishin for no five
why you snitchin to your boys, cos gimisum didn’t let ya ride
young n-gga just k!ll me talkin bout this ain’t no pimp on the tape
im talkin to god in my sleep, why they wish to playa hate
now listen to the 100 rounds light up yo hood like the 4th of july
ak’s, 38’s, 22’s 6 shot’s, pumps in the trunk playa hater finna die

im causin drama with the 6 shot, subtracting n-ggas off the block

k!lla n-gga with the glizzock

cross over you get popped

makin lemons hit they knees

dont you rush into this clip

gimisum droppin bombs so you better be quick

sprayin n-ggas just like rain, so go duck up under yo sh-ll

k!lla n-gga

crooked type

??? playa

shoot to k!ll

totin that steel

under my trash with my face up under the mask

no remorse, you get torched when a mobster rob i blast

on a first time k!lla, grew his nuts overnight, suck the barrel like a d-ck

misses gon f-ck up yo life

- skimask troopaz lyrics

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