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[Slush "The Villain"(Talkin)] Ha Ha Slush "The Villain" Shadow all up in this mothafucka Hella High, off that sticky gram weed Livin the thug life, sellin drug life Packin snubs, smokin weed all day bud life Can't fuck wit it baby [Mr. Shadow] It's the unfadable, confrontation with I is consequencial Me and Slush "The Villain" makin your advisories parental Fuck a presidental limosine I roll wit thugs in maximas on Lomos Or Impalas on chrome d's Follow me and see why everybody calls me hostile How mothafuckas be hatin cause I live a gangsta lifestyle My profile is so wild you wouldn't wanna kick it With these two young thugs, packin snubs and gettin convicted Inflictin much pain like my A. K. A. Was migrain Make a fool swallow piss for disrespectin my name From the sky falls rain to the streets you'll fall victim And all I got to say to my thugs is fuck the system The Mistah Shadow is who I be up on this paragraph Makin fools panic cause they heard about the aftermath I'm at the point of no return and so I keep burnin Marijuina cause I want the higher learner [Chorus: Slush "The Villain" and Mr. Shadow] We straight gangstas, bangers, dope slangers Bitch stranglers, who wanna come and playa hate us Money makers, world wide got it locked Walkin 50 deep through your mothafuckin block [2x] [Slush "The Villain"] For all my enemies I got them gats too Me and my faculities bodies covered up with tattoos So when you see me it's intimidation that you feel Cause you know these fuckin Eses mess for real Cause we're soldado down to throw putasos Con chiflasos tricky let's throw chingasos I got Shadow on the side of me With that gram sticky green mothafucka Come get high with me And if you say you'se my homie, don't decieve me Cause when I say I'm gonna kill, you best believe me [Mr. Shadow] Even out of town we break mothafuckas down like car trouble Tricky grab an axe and a shovel Show these sons of hood rats who gots the bag of tricks Full of guns, ammunition, screwdrivers and ice picks We pick who dies, when the wolf cries Brutalize mothafuckas, catch em by surprise We're unexpekted like a car crash Head bash a mothafucka, and give him whip lash Think fast, blink and it's your ass up in pieces Have your mom screamin for Jesus [Chorus:] [Slush "The Villian"] I give's a fuck mothafucka Down to buck mothafuckas Better duck or that ass'll get plucked mothafucka I got all I need to suceed, let's get to test em Pocket full of weed and a gun that's full of teflon I'ma mothafucka thug with no love I'm seein my enemies bleedin sleepin in their blood I'm fantasizin homicidal thoughts like Charles Manson Money schemin plots to come up, like hold you for ransom It's all about the skrilla homie, I'll put a price on your head And iif they don't pay up by mornin best believe that you're dead Playin wit your life like God but I don't care Ain't gon let nobody stop me from bein a millionaire It be a gun blast ese till one of us dies Best believe tryin to aim my heat right between your eyes Only on my bullet, my name I'm gonna engrave Slush "The Villain" put that ass to the grave, mothafucka [Chorus:]
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