City Morgue - XXX lyrics

Thraxx

I got a gun that's so big
That it ain't even workin' (Okay)
Got a trunk that's so big that you
Can't even turn it (Wassup?)
Motorola flexin', ignorant when you chirpin'
(Huh?) pull up on your block and
Then I motherfuckin' burn it (Huh huh)
Rest in, peace they c'est la, vie
I like death, cause I like homi's
I like thirteen, and two times, three
So get the, fuck away from, me

X-X-X when I cut, cut, cut, cut
One two guns in the tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck
Three four bitches wanna fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck
Five six niggas on the hush, hush, hush, hush

(Mula)
Fuck this rap shit, I could run up in a bank
(Sleezy) keep a gun up, and a shank (Boom)
Don't you run up on a tank (No no)
Got your baby mama, nigga
Suckin' on her friend (Slide)
I just fucked her 'til she faint (Slide)
Nigga something that you ain't
(Fuck outta here) bitch I'm Scarface (Mula)
In the R8 (Skrr) sellin' hard base (Work)
Police car chase (Skrr)
I'm pourin' red Wok, on my waffles (Work)
Why you kiss a thot, if she swallows? (No no)

X-X-X when I cut, cut, cut, cut
One two guns in the tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck
Three four bitches wanna fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck
Five six niggas on the hush, hush, hush, hush