UGK - The Corruptor’s Execution lyrics

[UGK - The Corruptor’s Execution lyrics]

Hold up it's the motherfuckin' corruptor
Since I came I was a hustler
It's a shame, I got to blow out niggas brains
To make these motherfuckers peep my game
I let 'em hang to the flo', snot on the snow

And full of kicked on
Rivals, it's for survival
In the intestines of the city
'Cause the game's shitty
And Piggly Wiggly on the payroll
So they can't bust us and
We shine like diamond clusters
'Cause we some made motherfuckers
Because I take out my weapon
And I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders
They say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution
It's the corruptor's execution

I be workin' and twerkin' my portable digital
Triple beamer scale like a teeter-totter
Kind of like a see-saw, up and down
A hundred and twelve milligrams
Of some of that

There soft white baby powder
Equals a they call up the Valley
Heat up in the garbage dumpster
"Who's sack is dat?"
All the tiffles and po'po' I got it back
Don't make me do ya i know these streets
Like the Grayson's know jujit'su

Because I take out my weapon
And I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders
They say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution
It's the corruptor's execution

I'm havin' small change with
Gats and hundred sacks
I got to ball main with thangs
I let 'em hang
It ain't at all strange with game
Remain the Savage
And cabbage, got to come, if not
Five oh for one
I come with guns smokin' leave
You croakin' in Oakland
Without no words spoken put
The Chevy in drive
And ride the block hopin' not
To choke up in back
With the strap, and the kick in the back
Imagine that

Because I take out my weapon
And I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders
They say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution
It's the corruptor's execution

Now, we get the cash the stash and bash
Your brains all over this dashboard
Give up the hash, and get you some gas
Who'll blast you main in man's sport

Now, brrr, stick 'em I kick 'em
Bobby you lick 'em
We stole 'em and brick 'em to death
KS'll go left, finger flick 'em
Bitches is breathin'
They last motherfuckin', breath

On the real how you feel
About caps get peeled
I just baby, deal with the talk
You backin' the guns and all the law
So just hopin' these bastards
Know that we strong
Fuckin 'em quick in the back
With the dick then
Make sure while they don't know
Throw a trick in keep yours eyes on Nich-en
'Cause we stickin' the Bic in, any sick then

Because I take out my weapon
And I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders
They say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution
It's the corruptor's execution

Because I take out my weapon
And I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders
They say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution
It's the corruptor's execution

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