I'm hot enough to make your skin bubble
Uh oh, trouble, don't say nothin
You can tell that I'm evil
By the arch in my eye bra
But I ain't got no pitchfork
I stick niggaz with this sawed-off
Hit the floor, duck behind your couch
If I don't hear enough screamin
I'm burning down your house
Bustin through that door like dun da dun da
Bitches hit the floor on the double
Trust me, I'm that deadly
Just test me if you brave
Eith Pit, Playboy, and Lynch
And run a train on his bitch nigga
I wish these niggaz would try to rough me for the chips
And pistol grips give violent trips
When you run up on me I pop pistols
Gun up on me it's all official
Your family gonna miss you
You should of had a gun with you
That shit that'll make your skin bubble
Fuckin with these plague niggaz
You gotsta know you in trouble
I keeps it real that's the deal
Headbuttin motherfuckers like Evander Holyfield
I makes a full course dinner
When I get through smokin it
I'm comin to your house nigga
Time to wake up, so I can do your bitch ass wrong
Hell's angel, some niggaz call me spawn
Shit I'm off that ??? again
Ready to load the pump again
Soon as I put somethin in
See i'ma aim it at your chin
Your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man
I can make niggaz follow me like the pod piper can
Arachnophobia, I'm the sniper man
Doom to put 'em in the pan
Heat 'em and eat 'em as fast as I can
Stretch your neck like elastic like plastic
Man I'm first, you last to land
Tephlon bullets they crash and land
I'm titani and scandalous
And lets go handle this shit
Trouble is what we lookin fo
I wish you motherfuckers would try to locc
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