Rob People, Rozz Dyliams, That Dude Jasper - Homicide, Suicide, Genocide, Drive By lyrics

[Rob People, Rozz Dyliams, That Dude Jasper - Homicide, Suicide, Genocide, Drive By lyrics]

Hit em with the muthafuckin' whirl once again
I ain't sipping on juice
I ain't sipping on gin
As I creep through the mud all
You hear is a thud
And I'm sipping on blood as I do you in
I ain't gotta prove shit to you to win
Bitch I'm back up in the streets
Fuck a booth and a pen (fuck rap)
Ten toes down make you run from the sound
Of a hollow tip whistling
All through the town
Down for the crown and I'm down for the cause
I'm down for breaking jaws
I'm down for breaking laws
I'm down for paying a cost
I'm down for being a boss
I'm down for having the
You can feel up in my jeans
I got bigger balls
Many men up in the streets they got menopause


I'm here to give every other
Rapper and men a loss
Zaggin' like a bone and the
Bone zag make a heart
I'll make you meet your fucking maker
Bitch I ain't no faker
Why you thinking I'm wearing
A three piece suit pushing a Studebaker
Four motherfucker I'm bout to go to
War I'm on her throat
Fucking Molly so the kick so be my whore
I'm aiming with tha four
I'm accustomed to proper grammar bitch
But not no more let the acid rain pour
Down on ya about to sick the hounds on ya
Rest in Peace to Mister Aches creeping
Out the ground on ya

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