You get fucked up little pussy with my fingers on this handД¬ut the grass like a lawnmower, like a rakeДЇaught you niggas like Django, quick as a snake I'm the madest desert eagle till the twos wanna playДЄll these bands, I be jugging on my hustle, on my pan No remorse for all these haters, run them down like Forest GumpД¬restwood is my hood, and I rep it all day Lips still in my game mane, right hand's my gun handДЇucked up, we getting fucked up, that bull shit, fuck you say?Д«odies we be slaying, fuck you we dump them in your trunk I'mma make sure all you motherfuckers deadД¬atch a nigga slipping, hit him with the batД¬heck from over there, look up under the bedДЄll a nigga came for was motherfucking bread Shoot these motherfuckers head in the head I'm all about my business, I'm all about my bread I'm fully involved will all of this, it's Lil Wyte till I'm deceased bitch Mafia for life with me, my third I will always see a six I'm starting a new religion and The Scarecrow will be my beacon bitch Get blessed like you done sneezed or some shit Now I'm all the way gone ho when you need this shit Mom told me a long time ago 'The respect will come', and it's finally here Niggas ain't got no money but still trying to fuck with usДЄnd I got that thang changed, I hope you ready for what has begunДumped all this body parts in my trunk, and I did that there just for fun We breaking the law, damn they down my door, it's a fact y'all With DJ Paul, Gangsta Boo, Scarecrow, Crunch' and Koop They can't keep Skinny Pimp in this bitch Got a whole lot of bands but it's not for saleД«ut it bounce right back at big Mafia six Ran through the hood, then you ran for the door Koopsta too hard, my god, body parts, body parts North Memphis beatdown, caught em on the reboundДeath Tone, Funky Town, right now gun soundДead men, broke bars, more to get pulled apart Sirens off, keep this bitch up out this ho Real gone, will be, they will call the police Which one of you fuck niggas wanna test me You gon' have to learn to accept it like death They run up on my watch, so I can't watch no time You hating ass niggas you ain't got no spine My nigga I stunt, I will snatch up your dollars Oh we in the game and them niggas that focus on somebody that playin' with yall so gucci Pull them guns your way and now you ain't got no face Niggas ain't flipping no weight, niggas just getting in the way Man you ain't get no drank, niggas ain't getting no cake Gone, now you going to miss, them choppers on them snow pistolsД¬ouple hundred rounds gunned you down, shit's just like some missiles Nigga we don't leave no witness, we be gone on a mission Pull up at your moma house, everybody is a victim

Mafia, Mafi-Mafia, what's up wit' it doe, wit' it doe)ДЄnd I know y'all didn't think I was gonna leave my boyДЄin't got shit to lose they grab them choppers and start clapping La Chat, Locodunit, Lil Wyte, Skinny Pimp, JGrxxn Koopsta Knicca, Gangsta Boo, Lord Infamous, Crunchy Black JGRXXN, Juicy J, Kokoe, La Chat, Lil Wyte, Locodunit, Point Blank, Project)Д¬lassic shit, Body Parts, who we got in this motherfucker?

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