| Uh-huh, huh, oh
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| Huh, huh, huh, huh
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| Huh, huh, huh, huh
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| Yeah, ho, uh
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| Yeah, ho, uh
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| Yeah, ho, yeah
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| I’m a rat killer, Shredder to Master Splinter (Okay)
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| Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (Wassup?)
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| Rat killer, Shredder to Master Splinter (Huh?)
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| Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (Ha ha)
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| Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (What?)
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| Sold y’all niggas chickens but ain’t mothafuckin' cluckin' (Ha ha)
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| Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (What?)
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| Sold y’all niggas chickens but ain’t mothafuckin' cluckin' (Yeah)
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| Go apeshit, I shoot up your house, I do not party (Okay)
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| Doot-doot-doot like we playin' Baby Sharkie (Wassup?)
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| Search yo' dead body, take the car keys off carcass (Huh?)
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| I’m speedin' out yo' driveway, bottom ocean where I’m parkin' (Ha ha)
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| I’m a rat killer, hunnid dollar the billa (Okay)
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| Pull up at yo' crib and delete you 'cause I’m a sinner (What?)
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| Rat killer, take yo' family with ya (What?)
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| Make 'em all fight to death and then kill the winner (Okay)
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| You better duck-duck like we playin' Duck Hunt (Boom-boom)
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| You get your lung punched, tell me when the fun’s up (Fuck outta here)
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| I got my pump-pump right up in the front trunk (Skrr)
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| Leave you slump-slumped, smoke you like some blunt dust (Boom boom)
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| Heard you’re big homie but you pussy (Fuck outta here)
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| You ain’t callin' shots on your block, you a rookie (No-no)
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| I’m cookin' crack rock to a cookie (Work)
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| Got them boogers on my sleeve like I wiped a boogie (Splash)
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| I’m a rat killer (Boom), heard you a Master Splinter (Rat)
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| Somebody gotta pay to put your face up in a blender (Bitch)
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| I’m a crack dealer (Mula), servin' your lil' sister (Work)
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| Use your mothafuckin' blood up if I wanna paint a picture (Sleezy, yeah)
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| I’m a rat killer, Shredder to Master Splinter (Okay)
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| Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (Wassup?)
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| Rat killer, Shredder to Master Splinter (Huh?)
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| Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (Ha ha)
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| Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (What?)
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| Sold y’all niggas chickens but ain’t mothafuckin' cluckin' (Ha ha)
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| Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (What?)
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| Sold y’all niggas chickens but ain’t mothafuckin' cluckin' (Yeah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song SPLINTER , by - City Morgue. Song from the album CITY MORGUE VOL 2: AS GOOD AS DEAD, in the genre Иностранный рок