FREDDIE DREDD, Jak3 - You Know What I Do lyrics
[FREDDIE DREDD, Jak3 - You Know What I Do lyrics]
Always keep it loaded
When I'm in the fuckin' forest 44 on my hip
Drive-by in the fuckin' lotus
I'm a demon spawn
Creepin' and what else can i say
You're about to lose your day
And take your whole life away
Never fuck with me f-R-E double D-IE
In the streets, in your dreams
I ain't never come in peace
Sippin on some blood up in the hood
I bet you wished you never could
I'll take you now just come on down
Until you hear the darker sounds
I just have a tight grip
On ya mothafuckin' neck
I'm about to take your breath away
Just hold on to your chest
And I got no heart, got no feelings
Find you hanging from a ceiling
Oh shit, you better not
I'm about to bust my Glock up in your head
Thinking that you might be dead
With your chest beating fast
I don't think there's time to rest
Better run, better run
Before I unleash my gun on a silly beach
You fucking cunt
I'll smoke you out just like a junt
You know what i do killing hoes is the youth
Sitting in the fucking booth
Tying up a fuckin' noose you know what i do
Killing hoes is the youth
Sitting in the fucking booth
Tying up a fuckin' noose
You know what i do you know what i do
You know what i do you know what i do
You know what i do killing hoes is the youth
Sitting in the fucking booth
Tying up a fuckin' noose you know what i do
You know what i do you know what i do
You know what i do you know what i do
Killing hoes is the youth
Sitting in the fucking booth
Tying up a fuckin' noose
When I'm in the fuckin' forest 44 on my hip
Drive-by in the fuckin' lotus
I'm a demon spawn
Creepin' and what else can i say
You're about to lose your day
And take your whole life away
Never fuck with me f-R-E double D-IE
In the streets, in your dreams
I ain't never come in peace
Sippin on some blood up in the hood
I bet you wished you never could
I'll take you now just come on down
Until you hear the darker sounds
I just have a tight grip
On ya mothafuckin' neck
I'm about to take your breath away
Just hold on to your chest
And I got no heart, got no feelings
Find you hanging from a ceiling
Oh shit, you better not
I'm about to bust my Glock up in your head
Thinking that you might be dead
With your chest beating fast
I don't think there's time to rest
Better run, better run
Before I unleash my gun on a silly beach
You fucking cunt
I'll smoke you out just like a junt
You know what i do killing hoes is the youth
Sitting in the fucking booth
Tying up a fuckin' noose you know what i do
Killing hoes is the youth
Sitting in the fucking booth
Tying up a fuckin' noose
You know what i do you know what i do
You know what i do you know what i do
You know what i do killing hoes is the youth
Sitting in the fucking booth
Tying up a fuckin' noose you know what i do
You know what i do you know what i do
You know what i do you know what i do
Killing hoes is the youth
Sitting in the fucking booth
Tying up a fuckin' noose