tw1/nigga what - nigga what lyrics
me and my droogz were headed out for a night of fun, a little ultraviolence mixed with milk plus drencrum. im going numb, its time to k!ll sl-ts. im out of rum, but im still nuts. see the blood squirt when i slice out a hookers throat, tw1 embroidered on my shirt and im lookin dope. no premeditation we dont need a plan, no hesitation when we put them in our van. take that b-tch out to a dark secluded area, if you a skeez hoe when we see ya we gon burry ya, carry ya, to the cemetary where we tear ya up. i never knew how ill we were but now im sure were very f-cked up in the head, so we grab a b-tch, by the wrist, stab her till shes dead, then we slice off her f-cking t-ts, keep em as a trophy of our night of redrum, hang em both up in my m-th- f-ckin bedrum. we psycho sic, and we quick to k!ll a skeez. we comming quick, to slice off your f-cking knees. take triple c’s, i flow like the breeze, swarm with the bees, we sick like disease. please dont k!ll me is what i hear almost everyday. these dumb b-tches know to fear my machete blade. its all in fun, but its not a game. dont need a gun, a blade will k!ll the same. you can’t tame us, were way too insane plus my brains full of pain and i crave h-lla dame guts. i dont know why but my mind flipped a switch. something in my heads saying k!ll that b-tch
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