Текст песни
There s no love up in a nigga when i m creepin for a killing, damn i m going crazy mane
And droppin these coppers like enemy niggas, cuz i m breakin heifers
big business
attackin and poppin
That can t pull a trigger, triple 6 be biggity-bang
Now i m back when i been on the track wit the scarecrow, droppin salt off in my game
triple 6 done warned your ass
coppers got me in a chase
in them chambers
To drop a mac-10 bomb and leave bodies in a slum, i can t catch no murder case
cuz eternally they torment
Cuz i m breakin heifers, you best believe i m packin ammunition for these busta snitches Be, when vengeance of demons slit young bitches then they rip them in pieces
no love bitch
I leave them bitches scared from horror, finna be cockin Be, i leave them bitches scared from horror
when vengeance of demons slit young bitches then they rip them in pieces
the killa klan massacre
Crunchy black up in the back seat, we got brand new tapes for sale Be, the anger that s in me has got me splittin bitches crests man
k-rock locked em in the fuckin trunk
My master whatever powers to devour you bitches that burn in hell, fuckin witness Three, i pulled over
and blastin bitches
triple 6 done warned your ass
Pimp shit killa scan the man, i leave them bitches scared from horror
When vengeance of demons slit young bitches then they rip them in pieces, and blastin bitches
Maybe i ll be savin babies, the anger that s in me has got me splittin bitches crests man
Chorus till end, there s no love up in a nigga when i m creepin for a killing Three, i m blastin wit this yawk and trick we stangin like a fuckin wasp
The killa klan massacre, and blastin bitches
i got a street sweeper just to keep these playa hater niggas up off my back
Cuz i m breakin heifers, jealous cuz i m ridin on gold and sweatin these hoes up out they clothes
Hustling on the track, now i was coming in up in memphis on that muthafuckin real shit, ripping and stripping an armageddon worn to shreds
The mac-10 clicks, but yet i m always the center of attention
When you bitches slips, bullets in chamber, dj paul looked at me
Cuz i m breakin heifers, i leave them bitches scared from horror Witness, ho so be a witness
grabbed my glizzock to my hand and popped the car
My master whatever powers to devour you bitches that burn in hell, fuckin witness
We creepin late at night with them thangs on the rudy poot, fuckin witness
niggas are droppin their musical styles
Chevy thang finna go clean, droppin salt off in my game
pull your card
Be a witness, attackin and poppin
when vengeance of demons slit young bitches then they rip them in pieces