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soopa villainz - ricochet lyrics

[intro: violent j]
the soopa villainz back
the soopa villainz back

[verse 1: esham]
f+ck what a hero say, my whole clique’ll spray, watch for the ricochet
your b+tch hit my line, but she can’t get no d+ck today (no d+ck today)
call me cinder block, ‘cause i break down the break of day
mr. spade runnin’ raids, i [?]
no, i don’t f+ck with thots, get shot like a photo op
once i let the four four pop, k!ll you and robocop
pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, don’t stop, i’m runnin’ up in your spot
all through your trap house, takin’ everything you got
tell me where the money at and where the dope is
or i’ma k!ll you, but first, i’ma k!ll your kid
stupid heroes, soopa villainz sn+tchin’ millions, makin’ k!llings
guns bustin’, royal flushin’, got the deck of cards dealin’
mr. diamond, mr. club, they be bustin’ off slugs
mr. spade shot ya bl++dy body, drug ya through the mud
my whole clique’ll spray, my whole clique’ll spray
get the f+ck up out the way or get hit with the ricochet

[chorus: violent j & sh+ggy 2 dope]
(ricochet, ricochet) let the bullet hit, don’t let it
(ricochet, ricochet) let the bullet hit, [?]
(ricochet, ricochet) let the bullet hit, don’t let it
(ricochet, ricochet) let the bullet hit, [?]
[verse 2: violent j]
ricochet, ricochet, i’ma snow the break of day
i’ma load the clip and spray, f+ck all that bullsh+t you say
i’m violent j, mr. diamond, my rocks glare enough to blind ‘em
where your rocks? we can’t find ‘em, even standin’ right beside ‘em (ha ha ha!)
before the gun jam, one blam let off, you done, man
my jewels givin’ suntans to these young fans (woo)
if i’m nice, i might tip a stack, or might give your lip a smack
or might hack you in the back, axe handle grippin’ that
grab your b+tch and dip in that, suck a titty nipple flat
ain’t no tellin’ how we might react, the soopa villainz back (woo)
mr. spade and mr. club, yeah, we mr. heartless
stab wounds and bullet holes in your carcass
hope your gun don’t jam when you finally pull it and do it
hope it spits out a bullet, or you blew it, fool
your whole head, i’ll unscrew it, hold it and boot it in the air
and then explode it when i shoot it

[verse 3: esham & violent j]
i’ll leave you headless, you on a dead list, remember i said this
fifty stories up, and we hang you off the ledges
leapin’ off skyscr+pers, reappear vapors
me and diamond with the club, steady pullin’ off [?]
soopa villainz, e and j, if you not h0m+s+xual
then quit bein’ g+y, turn your ass into a vegetable
it hits where it may, best believe i’m next to pull
‘cause this ricochet, b+tch, a sh+lls and slugs festival
i don’t know why you ever wanna be a snitch
when mr. spade out here loadin’ up clips
[?], yeah, you [?]
so i pulled up on him and shot him in his sh+t, pow
shing, mother f+cker, i’m beamin’, i’m gleamin’
shoot you in the belly, yet you leakin’ s+m+n
and when you wakin’ up in h+ll, you won’t be dreamin’
and that’s your b+tch me and the fellas triple teamin’ (sk+ah)
[chorus: violent j & sh+ggy 2 dope]
(ricochet, ricochet) let the bullet hit, don’t let it
(ricochet, ricochet) let the bullet hit, [?]
(ricochet, ricochet) let the bullet hit, don’t let it
(ricochet, ricochet) let the bullet hit, [?]

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