[Hydra Mane]
Evil playas on some shit
Ridin deep we comin thick
Puffin on a quarter brick
You fuck with us we leave you stiff
Creepin with the nine I'll walk up to yo house at night
I'll take yo mothafuckin life with ease got evil on my mind
Hit the stang
Scope my mane
Load my clip then I commence to bang
Takin all da money we makin a stang
If you fuck with the shop you wake up in a grave
Cannot be saved
Pump to the face
Get on yo knees gimme all of yo thangs
Don't fuckin play I will splatter yo brains
And this pump I will spray on yo ass any day
Bustin shots at a pussy ski mask boy
Then he hit the flo
Talkin all that shit
Get yo bitch ass turned into a ghost
Murder murder grab the burner
Cock it back I'll shoot ya hoe
Smoke a sack
Kick it back
Loadin my clip bout to put on the mask
Puttin a hit on these bustas
These bitches I lay em in ditches
And take all they riches
It's easy for me I will bury your body so deep there will be no more traces of thee
Murda my hobby you cannot compete
Born in the south where we killin the weak
Fuck that
Lay 'em I'm wrappin they bodies in sheets bitch I'm watchin them leak
Evil playas on some shit
Ridin deep we comin thick
Puffin on a quarter brick
You fuck with us we leave you stiff
Creepin with the nine I'll walk up to yo house at night
I'll take yo mothafuckin life with ease got evil on my mind
Hit the stang
Scope my mane
Load my clip then I commence to bang
Takin all da money we makin a stang
If you fuck with the shop you wake up in a grave
Cannot be saved
Pump to the face
Get on yo knees gimme all of yo thangs
Don't fuckin play I will splatter yo brains
And this pump I will spray on yo ass any day
Bustin shots at a pussy ski mask boy
Then he hit the flo
Talkin all that shit
Get yo bitch ass turned into a ghost
Murder murder grab the burner
Cock it back I'll shoot ya hoe
Smoke a sack
Kick it back
Loadin my clip bout to put on the mask
Puttin a hit on these bustas
These bitches I lay em in ditches
And take all they riches
It's easy for me I will bury your body so deep there will be no more traces of thee
Murda my hobby you cannot compete
Born in the south where we killin the weak
Fuck that
Lay 'em I'm wrappin they bodies in sheets bitch I'm watchin them leak
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