A.G.D.S Twisted Insane (Ft. Charlie Ray)

[Intro: Twisted Insane]
It's that sick shit, nigga
It's that sick shit, nigga
It's that sick shit, nigga
This that sick shit, nigga
This that sick shit, nigga
This that sick shit, nigga
It's that sick shit, nigga
It's that sick shit, nigga

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
This that sick shit, nigga
This that sick shit, nigga
Fuck around and find your body floatin' in a river
Watch out when you hearsay, I'm gonna get the nigga
Pull up, I be pop-pop-pop-pop-poppin' with the trigger
Seven in your head and had eleven in your liver
Find me lookin' bummy, hella dirty in the whip
A couple years done passed and I'm still jackin' for my figures
Walk in with a 12 gauge, pull back, bitch, get down
Anybody make a move, promise you get this round
I don't care who lookin', you will not be found
Fuck around in the deep end and you just might drown
Do you love it when I cut 'em up and turn 'em into ground ?brown?
Try'na get up in the gates, ain't no luck, I'm hellbound
See if you talk that shit when no onе's around
Put 'em in a bathtub full of blood, how that sound? (Voodoo)
They find you in the bathroom in your doodoo
I ain't got no friеnds and bitch, I'm kin to Shaka Zulu
Crevice on your dome, my niggas don't know what I'm to do
Ask 'em what they want and all these kids'll say is new shoes
I'm the one to bring together old school and the new school
Yeah I heard your shit but you ain't brackin' like you used to
Said it to yourself and I be clackin' with the ?wool?
Bitch I'm never slackin', I be active with the guru