Twisted Insane - AK47s in the Freezer (feat. C-Mob) lyrics

I got AK47's in the freezer
I got AK47's in the freezer
I got AK47's in the freezer
I got AK47's in the freezer
Feels like I'm drowning, drowning in pussy
Lil' niggas on my nerves
Man I swear they gon' push me
I don't wanna be around 'em
I ain't no rookie
You gon' have to pack a gun
Bigger than the one that you pushing
Bitch you don't get it, maybe I'm too wicked
You gon' be up in the ground quick
If you do not make it
Aaah, follow the leader
There's no way to win
You've run into the reaper

Bring pain and I maim lames when I dump
Aim thangs, then I bang bang
Let your veins drain in the trunk


Maintain with the Brain gang and I
Rain flames on a punk
You're not in the same lane, you're a plain
Jane and you can't hang with us chump
Where's my pump?
I think I left it where the chainsaw's at
Brains all splat, no love
Puttin' four slugs in your Kangol hat
People so trife, get the Bowie knife
I'mma change all that they got no life
I got more stripes than a Bengal back
AK’s in the freezer, pistols in the cooler
Level up until I gleam gold
I'm like king cold with the Ruger
I'm ill and see I do the prime villainy
A user of my ability of killin' I
Prefer the nine millimeter Luger
Shooters on the rooftop with
Heads in the crosshairs
Why does every rapper think they're what
Pac said was a boss player?
Off their rocker, it's great when I shot ya
Purify 'em when I dump 'em in
The waters of lake Minnetonka
Off the wall like MJ in '79
Don't stop 'til I get enough
I'mma hit 'em up, enemies dyin'
We shine, never decline
We grind in the meantime
See I'm so gone you approach wrong
Better rewind up to my neck in feline
It's like I'm drowning
People telling me to be kind
Bitch I been clownin'
Give 'em this pain when I grip and take aim
C-Mob and Twisted Insane, sick in the brain

I got AK47's in the freezer
I got AK47's in the freezer
I got AK47's in the freezer
I got AK47's in the freezer
Feels like I'm drowning, drowning in pussy
Lil' niggas on my nerves
Man I swear they gon' push me
I don't wanna be around 'em
I ain't no rookie
You gon' have to pack a gun
Bigger than the one that you pushing
Bitch you don't get it, maybe I'm too wicked
You gon' be up in the ground quick
If you do not make it
Aaah, follow the leader
There's no way to win
You've run into the reaper

Blood stains when the slugs came in the dark
Nine times out of ten I'm gonna sin
Aiming at your heart
But to fuck your proposition
Lead and drug 'em to the basement
Just so we could start
Coming face to face, you tried to plead the
Case and it was just a waste
I tore his ass apart
The last demon crept through the
Door slow with the fro, brain so sick
I don't wanna have to blast hun
I'll be the last nigga
Better tame your bitch run them in the gas
Then I let a match burn them
In a flame so thick
Leave them dying in they feces
Cut them up in pieces blood so
We can feed your pit's
Real life cannibal, mind state of an animal
Pop your cantaloupe
Put a clip in and make you smilin' bitch
And make it so you can't elope
There's no antidote, no fucks given
No luck for the masked men
Ask when you was finna die? Nigga no lie
You ain't lasting face bashed in, I am sin
I got bloody guts in the floorboards
With four more whores torn
I don't give a motherfuck
Automatic heaters and an eye out
For the peepers and aK's all in my freezer
Man I'm on a mission
I still wanna take 'em all out for the ride
Everybody thinking it's a party and
They drinking on Bacardi
Getting faded but they really finna die
I got murder in my eye
Think about it 'fore you wanna lie
Called me they been looking for your ride
Run up on you with the pot, peel you open
Take your life
Ain't nobody stopping if the niggas tried
Semi-automatic lie i'mma have to go into the
Freezer, get the heater up
Then run up in the house
Hide up in the bathroom while
They're coming down the hallway
I'mma hop out like I'm 'bout to
Show my niggas what I'm 'bout
You won't make it out the house
Came in this bitch 20 deep on a
Creep and looking for a lick
And your homies got to running from me
Leaving you alone and isn't that some shit?

I've got i got AK47's in the freezer
I got AK47's in the freezer
I got AK47's in the freezer
I got AK47's in the freezer
Feels like I'm drowning, drowning in pussy
Lil' niggas on my nerves
Man I swear they gon' push me
I don't wanna be around 'em
I ain't no rookie
You gon' have to pack a gun
Bigger than the one that you pushing
Bitch you don't get it, maybe I'm too wicked
You gon' be up in the ground quick
If you do not make it
Aaah, follow the leader
There's no way to win
You've run into the reaper