| Ay ay it ain’t nothing but some killas in this motherfucca
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| You already know what time it is bitch (mobbin' like what)
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| Leggo
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| Devereaux (mobbin' like what)
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| Wut
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| Killaz in the cut mobbin' like what
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| 40 bodies ain’t enough
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| 50 bodies ain’t enough (hold up)
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| Killaz in the cut mobbin' like what
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| 40 bodies ain’t enough
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| 50 bodies ain’t enough (hold up)
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| Oh my god its them (oh god)
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| Oh my god its him (oh god)
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| Gonna be all up in your baby momma throat just like some phlegm
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| Measuring your limbs
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| Murmering my hims
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| Those I chose before you
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| I can show you film
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| Okay now you can see the glory of my blades and where they been
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| Okay now you will be acquainted soon enough my little friend
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| Okay now every body become body in the bitter end
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| Okay now started as a hobby now I can put dividends
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| 3 deep put em' to sleep
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| Fucc six feet gon' stick em' feet deep
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| Wanna fucc around with the fucc around bring the motherfuccin body down to the
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| basement with me
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| Speak, sigh and I release from beneath my teeth
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| I got capsules in my cheeks
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| Telling you death is my release
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| Far beneath the streets (ok now)
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| Deep within the mind (ok now)
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| This that wicked shit that put that shiver in your spine (ok now)
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| Thought you caught me slippin' blood just lubricate the grind
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| I’ve been killing town for weeks now it is finally killing time
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| Killaz in the cut (What)
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| Mobbin' like what (What)
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| 40 bodies ain’t enough (What)
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| 50 bodies ain’t enough (What)
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| Wut
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| All I be wanting my guala but bitches calling me constantly can’t get them off
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| of me
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| All of the ones that I love ain’t got love for me
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| All of the ones who love me don’t get none from me
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| Crying on the tour bus
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| Murder 20 more sluts
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| Violent J caught me jacking off, I’m repulsive
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| Did I ever want to be a normal motherfucka? |
| No
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| I can not settle for putting you up in a coma motherfucca no
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| I must murder murder bloody murder muddafucca woah
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| Hop up in that whip
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| Dip dip get to swerving woah
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| Dont give a fucc y’know
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| Dont give a fucc y’know
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| Ouija Macc a (?) about to pull your hoe yeah
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| Uh thuggalo thuggalo yeah
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| Uh scrubalo scrubalo yeah uh
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| Fine ass juggalette yeah uh
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| Drop it low drop it low yeah uh
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| Got a licc got the call yeah uh
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| Got a licc got the call yeah uh
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| Uh juggalo juggalo yeah
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| Uh 17 years ago yeah uh
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| Told her my secrets and all of my fantasies things I never of say before
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| But I said ima killa hoe
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| So Ima killa hoe here we go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Killahoe Tribe Anthem , by - Ouija Macc. Song from the album Gutterwater, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп