Testi:
Assassin We A Bad From

Bye bye Lets get high and ride Oh, how do we do these niggas But I'm not gonna cry I'm a Bad Boy killa Jay-Z die too Looking out for Mobb Deep Nigga

statement Assassinate the Senate candidate, heavenly mandate [Chorus: Mos Def] We proceeded on a country road His mother's eyes withered swoll Her child was never comin home Said a

of the store Dressed in black shit Some like theys are meaner If they be hustlin' back, we'll fuck 'em Can't even do one thing, assassinate 'em That's

go juggaloco like a crazy assassin Twiztid and the Posse, we say nothing confusing Why? Why? Why? It's just a hatchet execution..... A Psychopathic execution

his strange victim's anguish. Inlaid, work made from small pieces. We can debate life, We can debate life, We can debate life about a piece of unrecorded

home Thug life became known and sold drugs like Al Capone So, you'se a so-called thug nigga, here's a slug for ya wigga How ya figure? Ya test the style

, got a record, go and check it Or you can get ate up, pass me a plate of A little seafood, I find a phone and ring a date up So never start a track without

got shit We want your bricks hoe, and quick though And we sick though You flashin' jew-els We bust a few shells Up that We greedy, fuck that You outta

I blast ya Hit ya wit the fishing deep water and take your yacht master Playing me one time thats unforgivin I got a body one count and we aint bullshittin We