[Verse 1: Violent J]
PCP, meth, mad anti-depression pills
Everything spills into one pot
On top of that I smoke rock
I hear that shit, but I won't stop
Last time on the spot choked a cop
Stopped and had a Faygo soda pop
In the back of my truck, Chuck the chainsaw
Usually chop wood, but that ain't all
It's a bit strange all up in your mid-range
Cut a hole in your head 'til I hit brains
Left a cop in the pile while maybe
It's the night of the chainsaw baby
[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Cut 'em up Chuck! (Somebody)
Cut 'em up Chuck! (Get bloody)
Cut 'em up Chuck! (Go nutty)
Cut 'em up chuck! (Go) Cut 'em up Chuck! (Go) Cut 'em up!
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
All my niggas got them choppers they can't wait to shoot
Catch you when you check your mail and they let 'em loose
Niggas always talking shit that they ain't never do
Out here livin' lies, must be scared of the truth
Bitch you got me hot, now you a dead man
Pussy nigga acting hard on his webcam
Money on yo head, yeah I'm the bread man
Kill you while you with yo bitch, you dead fam
Stop all the hatin, why you jealous my nigga?
Blow your ass up, the paramedics come and get ya
But they can't help, nigga better believe
Nigga got outta line left him dead on the scene
PCP, meth, mad anti-depression pills
Everything spills into one pot
On top of that I smoke rock
I hear that shit, but I won't stop
Last time on the spot choked a cop
Stopped and had a Faygo soda pop
In the back of my truck, Chuck the chainsaw
Usually chop wood, but that ain't all
It's a bit strange all up in your mid-range
Cut a hole in your head 'til I hit brains
Left a cop in the pile while maybe
It's the night of the chainsaw baby
[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Cut 'em up Chuck! (Somebody)
Cut 'em up Chuck! (Get bloody)
Cut 'em up Chuck! (Go nutty)
Cut 'em up chuck! (Go) Cut 'em up Chuck! (Go) Cut 'em up!
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
All my niggas got them choppers they can't wait to shoot
Catch you when you check your mail and they let 'em loose
Niggas always talking shit that they ain't never do
Out here livin' lies, must be scared of the truth
Bitch you got me hot, now you a dead man
Pussy nigga acting hard on his webcam
Money on yo head, yeah I'm the bread man
Kill you while you with yo bitch, you dead fam
Stop all the hatin, why you jealous my nigga?
Blow your ass up, the paramedics come and get ya
But they can't help, nigga better believe
Nigga got outta line left him dead on the scene
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