[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, DJ Paul]
He-he stuck his tone to my face, then fool, hit the ground
Kill him
He stuck his tone to my face, then fool, hit the ground
Kill h-
He-he stuck his tone to my face, then fool, hit the ground
Kill someone, fool
Jumpin'-jumpin' out them bushes for young killas full of that fuckin' crown
Yeah, surprise, fool!
[Chorus: Koopsta Knicca & Gangsta Blac]
Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize
Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize
Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize
Scared, a nigga dead, it's- dead
A nigga dead, a nigga dead, it's in my fuckin' head
Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize
Scared, a nigga dead, it's- dead
A nigga dead, a nigga dead, it's in my fuckin' head
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Late nights, I cruise in my Chevrolet
Scopin' out the houses where those stay
Who don't pay the f'izz'ines to Triple 6
Twice and never make a house call, bitch
Murder is all on my mind, so I grip my plastic .9
I'm forced to only go low where my soul sent me
Some shit I'm addicted to in my eyes, and plus the Devil's in me
Don't try to offense the, six to the third power, see
Don't cross that set, young bitch, I'll stang you boys in the front of these machine guns
We point, don't run
It's kinda hard to duck when I start to buck, buck
I bet you won't get buck, you fuck ass niggas
I catch you slippin', I gets to clippin'
And then we push back my fuckin' trigger
Happy and figured, what? Nigga, I've come to destroy you
Your old DJ, and fool, I enjoyed you
But now it's time to cut the shit
You been tricked, now witness, witness my crucifix
He-he stuck his tone to my face, then fool, hit the ground
Kill him
He stuck his tone to my face, then fool, hit the ground
Kill h-
He-he stuck his tone to my face, then fool, hit the ground
Kill someone, fool
Jumpin'-jumpin' out them bushes for young killas full of that fuckin' crown
Yeah, surprise, fool!
[Chorus: Koopsta Knicca & Gangsta Blac]
Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize
Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize
Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize
Scared, a nigga dead, it's- dead
A nigga dead, a nigga dead, it's in my fuckin' head
Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize
Scared, a nigga dead, it's- dead
A nigga dead, a nigga dead, it's in my fuckin' head
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Late nights, I cruise in my Chevrolet
Scopin' out the houses where those stay
Who don't pay the f'izz'ines to Triple 6
Twice and never make a house call, bitch
Murder is all on my mind, so I grip my plastic .9
I'm forced to only go low where my soul sent me
Some shit I'm addicted to in my eyes, and plus the Devil's in me
Don't try to offense the, six to the third power, see
Don't cross that set, young bitch, I'll stang you boys in the front of these machine guns
We point, don't run
It's kinda hard to duck when I start to buck, buck
I bet you won't get buck, you fuck ass niggas
I catch you slippin', I gets to clippin'
And then we push back my fuckin' trigger
Happy and figured, what? Nigga, I've come to destroy you
Your old DJ, and fool, I enjoyed you
But now it's time to cut the shit
You been tricked, now witness, witness my crucifix
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