[Verse 1: Lunatic]
Three young n***as in the back, of a cadillac
Smoking on another sack, got a tight grip on my Mac
Mask on my face, 'bout to make a fucking stain
Fully load that fucking guage [?] blood up in my brain
Come on hoe, really wanna test that chrome 4 4
To your dome, one shot, and your motherfuckers go
Got yo' ass, lying on tha floor, pockets feelin' kinda low
Now i'm kicking down yo' door, 187 on the fucking pig
Run your lips and get your motherfucking wig split
Sack 'em [?] 'em victim bustas to the wicked witch
Burn your bodies to the way, no more, traces of ya' bitch
3 am is that motherfucking busta clique, hoe


Do-or-die, og killa bust a black forget the house
Mind clicking but steady ticking
With the chicken up in my mouth

Do-or-die, og killa bust a black forget the house
Mind clicking but steady ticking
With the chickеn up in my mouth

Gettin' high, ridin' round, searching for a young buck
To get violatеd, now I'm gonna fuck this n***a up
Gettin' high, ridin' round, searching for a young buck
To get violated, now I'm gonna fuck this n***a up

[Verse 2: Krxxp$xt]
Ah shit, got the killas in this bitch
Kreepset and a lunatic we 'bout to hit a fucking lick
Killing any fucking trick that step in my fucking way
'cause we don't play, I put that motherfucking pistol to your face
9 millimeter rounds, going in your fucking brain
I'm leaving stains of blood up on the fucking wall thats what it costs
When a pussy talkin' shit, come and test up on ma balls
I'll leave your bitch ass dead up on the fucking floor just like a hog
Burn your body into ashes with the demons in the dark
It's the mothefucking creep I'm coming out a night and looking for the bodies
While you sleep I put in work, for the motherfucking devil
Digging bustas with the shovel grippin' on that fucking metal, hoe


Do-or-die, og killa bust a black forget the house
Mind clicking but steady ticking
With the chicken up in my mouth

Do-or-die, og killa bust a black forget the house
Mind clicking but steady ticking
With the chicken up in my mouth
Gettin' high, ridin' round, searching for a young buck
To get violated, now I'm gonna fuck this n***a up

Gettin' high, ridin' round, searching for a young buck
To get violated, now I'm gonna fuck this n***a up

[Verse 3: [?] ]
Bitch we getting high in the ride as we cruise around
Searching for this young busta taking to creep up with no sound
Rolling with the windows down, suckas want to see me frown
But they only getting the automatic weapons so they laying down, on the floor
Letting it rip not giving a fuck about a hoe
After the fact I'm getting fucked up so I'm hitting the liquor store
I see five of them pullin' up, so you know that I hit the door
Get to running on they ass, gun in my hand I got to go
Letting off shots as I [?] hitting the busta in the throat
Do not fuck with the devil, hoe be bad things happen as it shows
Look at the crows they flying low, scaring hoes just like scarecrow
Tell no bitch is on that roll is kreepmane the killa thats how she roll


Do-or-die, og killa bust a black forget the house
Mind clicking but steady ticking
With the chicken up in my mouth

Do-or-die, og killa bust a black forget the house
Mind clicking but steady ticking
With the chicken up in my mouth
Gettin' high, ridin' round, searching for a young buck
To get violated, now I'm gonna fuck this n***a up

Gettin' high, ridin' round, searching for a young buck
To get violated, now I'm gonna fuck this n***a up