[Intro]
Get Buck

[Skinny Pimp verse 1]
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin like a hitman
Scope my man
Then I toss the dynamite
My fault, you got caught
Shouldn't of been a bystander
Bullet lead, in the head
To n***as I got anna with
You scatter, no matter how fast you can race
It'll bust, it'll blow through the back of your face
Lunatic, wreckin shit
First I sign the contract
Something like a crazy check
To place you in the Kroger bag
Bloody, suddenly
I scratch 'em off my hit list
I just wanna cap a n***a
Just to make my rep bigger
Dangerously, anxiously
I ain't no mutherfuckin G
Fuck Merry Christmas
All I wanna do is trick or treat
You ain't cool, damn fool
Chrome to your fuckin dome
You're listening to the Hurts Village, Al Capone
[211 verse 2]
Hurts Village
That's where I'm coming trick
Dope fiend, shootin up cops
I'll light ya ass with a match, bitch
Don't be talkin that shit
The hood is a war zone
N***as run up
My gauge is still poppin cone
Knife in her throat
So, choke off ya blood hoe
Stomp be kickin the shit out ya ass with a steel tone
Suckas they steppin broke
I hope you got big nuts
Ain't a damn thing changed
I'm still droppin 'em n***as like ducks
Breaking your fuckin jaw
Parking my fist in your grill bitch
Finger's on the trigger, Boom
Drop his ass in a ditch
So get ghost n***a
My Glock will be rockin
So bring it on
This is the Hurts Village, Al Capone

[Skinny Pimp verse 3]
Duck n***a, dodge n***a
Imma pull the fuckin trigger
Watkins and Brown, Smokey City
Down with the Skinny n***a
Pistol grip, don't you slip
Just incase yo ass do
Smith and Wesson, don't be guessing
Stupid ass, I thought you knew
Bullet proof, fuck you
Target for destruction
Keep on your vest, protect your chest
I'm aiming for your face, son
Aww mane, I'm insane
People say I'm crazy
Bullshit, suck my dick
Then I yell out gravy
First degree, robbery
Then I kick back laughing
Rollin clean, cause I made a mean stang
Now, I'm high cappin
Turn up the bump, blow a junt
Then I'm kickin A.C
Windows tinted, don't look in it
Suckas fuckin nosey
Leather hat, fur coat
Skinny to the fuckin bone
Your listening to the Hurts Village, Al Capone
[211 verse 4]
Hurts Village
Hurts Village
You know the project is pimpin
So some might get blowed up
211 is snappin necks
These hoes got 'em sowed up
Yeah, I'm still crazy
I'm shootin just to see you dead
Pull from the sawed off
Buck shots all in ya fuckin head
Pure insanity
My blows are comin quick
A crazy n***a named 211's who ya fuckin with
I'll battle you sissy hoe, punk mutherfuckas
You better chill
211's inflicting pain
Hittin harder than Holyfield
Armed like the armor truck
Don't try to stop me
Or you'll get bucked
Pimpin and robbin
And droppin them suckas like ducks
211 is project born
Hurts Village is where I stay
Bitches they wanna check
You know that ya got to pay
With a capital A
Now can you spell it jones?
You're listening to Hurts Village, Al Capone