Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin' Wit Dis Click

How can you have in a God
That can not even control
How can He you to salvation
There is no in chaos only
Welcome to the other side of
And is your eternity
(Eternity)

The end of the world, I can see it
So I pack my nine millimeters and I huntin'
For niggas that talk shit
Man hoes will never quit until ya
Leave 'em hangin' a tree or thrown in a ditch

Which one of you think you really got them guts
To up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em the buck shots of a 12 gauge
up by an A-K

Fore you go to bed at night you bitches kneel and pray
'Cause when business we takin' care our business
I'm clappin' on any of a or any who wanna get in it
Man this shit is

Not them stories you put in raps
Not even bullshit you talk behind a nigga back
Let me make it simple and plain, run up and you'll get brains blown
To the of the curb with that plastic thang, thang Nina glock 19
the 20 clip you don't wanna fuck with this
You wanna fuck with this

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this
And we gonna bring it to ass

Therefore all you and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' this click
And we gonna it to your ass

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you fuckin', fuckin' with this click
And we gonna bring it to ass

Therefore all you and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' this click
And we bring it to your ass

Man for what any crime I swear I'll die I do some time
the Koopsta massive when I murder
With the muthafuckin' plastic nine corpses that we in the Chevy
Voices won't let me rest could be the end yet
Or a sent from Satan
(Nigga omens)

They the gates of horror for them horror lords
We tortured the who arrested the faces of triple six
That which is
(Kill that bitch, chop bitch)

Or you get caught on a crucifix
I'm sick of burning inside of my
I'm wishin' that He could just come
Yet this Nina gots no trigger so I'm

Real like a serial killa mon' straight from that cell for real 'a
I'll buck you dead my nigga and a shame when I dropped 'em off
The mane in return I got no thangs
I went in dark room fool be jackin' for their thang

time I sees you slippin'
I go into a my
(Mac-10)
Victims of my devil's
Come burn me until the end

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' this click
And we bring it to your ass

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with click
And we gonna bring it to ass

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this
And we bring it to your ass

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with click
And we bring it to your ass

Totin' the body over my shoulder
And sure to out with my shovel
Or let evil look forward and I start to dig up and in the body
And give up more money as bank of the

Three separate bodies hacked up a axe and I think a big sack
Been chewed up by rats I'm just these poems
They bring to cause a triple six night to restore
Split wrists with in my fists and amidst', thy clicks, of tricks

No I'm not a but I'm mentally ill
And I don't all the reasons
Well, I think it's killin' and neither does my schizophrenic friends
So therefore due to my mental defocalty

Scarecrow is only entertained by helping enemies
Let all the soak in all the blood
go smoke with that chick with no pity
I bloody cut chop up they goes in 20 gauge

Finally thinkin' like I was frighting, I'm havin' no
Of the lives I've done lost when I'm blazin' that gauge fire
Cause I'm havin' a slaughter it turned my gun focal
Just thank Micheal Myers no mutilation's
Got no patience when I'm chasin' down a
Tryin' to thwart

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with click
And we gonna it to your ass

Therefore all you and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' this click
And we bring it to your ass

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with click
And we gonna bring it to ass

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with click
And we gonna it to your ass

I'm on a cross loose up off these cut me
(Cut me free)
I'll draw portrait if you put me down on my feet
(Down on my feet)
My cross turns down and finally I'm loose
I flip the land and released up of some Scarecrow and the Juice

I look to the sky and all I could say was, "Well, it's on again"
No lord could stop us now 'cause the demons reborn
My praise the first power found me so I never cower
a mind fool murder bust and bounce

I'll tell you half this Antichrist
Look into my tell me what you see
The demonic man about
Saints can you feel me, I try for and years
this one day of depression

Stormy weather and bells
Ringin' to the election of a
me into the trees, watch me rob Adam
And watch me Eve

In this eve destruction
will probably wonder
With DJ Paul, the Triple Six
And take 'em under

Bitch, now