| It’s a horror film and nigga you the star role
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| Hundred round drum, it’ll make a nigga fold
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| Pop in your dreams, just like Freddy I’ma take your soul
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| Leatherface chainsaw, I’ma chase your ho
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| Doin' all these drugs, it got me seein' dead people
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| Got a big four-five, it behead people
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| Don’t leave your bitch around me, she might get fucked
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| Wopster scream without a mask, get your throat cut
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| Run bitch, run bitch, we 'bout to run bitch
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| It’s a chainsaw, I threw away the gun bitch
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| If you hope he make it better pray for your son bitch
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| Put lil one up in the head, he done bitch
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| Jeeper Creeper pull up, I’ma creep
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| Late night with the chopper, it’s a street sweep
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| She get terrorized, we ain’t keeping no peace
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| Don’t beef, my niggas hungry and they gon' eat
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| It’s a horror film and nigga you the star role
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| Hundred round drum, it’ll make a nigga fold
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| Pop in your dreams, just like Freddy I’ma take your soul
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| Leatherface chainsaw, I’ma chase your ho
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| Doin' all these drugs, it got me seein' dead people
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| Got a big four-five, it behead people
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| Don’t leave your bitch around me, she might get fucked
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| Wopster scream without a mask, get your throat cut
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| One, two, Wopster coming for you
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| Three, four, I’ma kick your door
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| Five, six, you know I keep a stick
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| Seven, eight, kill the neighbors, miss the case, ayy
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| Michael Myers, I ain’t doin' no talking, ayy
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| Moon rock, this shit got me moon walkin', ayy
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| I shoot you from ear to ear, now the police white chalkin', ayy
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| Only show my face at night, in the day I’m in a coffin, ayy
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| It’s a horror film and nigga you the star role
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| Hundred round drum, it’ll make a nigga fold
|
| Pop in your dreams, just like Freddy I’ma take your soul
|
| Leatherface chainsaw, I’ma chase your ho
|
| Doin' all these drugs, it got me seein' dead people
|
| Got a big four-five, it behead people
|
| Don’t leave your bitch around me, she might get fucked
|
| Wopster scream without a mask, get your throat cut
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| One, two, Wopster coming for you
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| Three, four, I’ma kick your door
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| Five, six, you know I keep a stick
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| Seven, eight, kill the neighbors, miss the case |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dead People , by - Lil Wop. Song from the album Wopavelli 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп