Don't Test Me (Explicit)-Kingpin Skinny P**p

Don't Test Me (Explicit)

时间:1996-04-01

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Don't Test Me (Explicit) - Kingpin Skinny P**p

It ain't no love for them b**ches it ain't no love to gangs

Steppin' on top p**pin' I'm never slippin' I'm just controllin' your brain

I gotta make my cheese got bosses stealin' killin' at will real for the hustlers

See the life I live

Caps must be peeled

Cus the streets are filled with bustas

Not broke wit the gat in my lap

Cuz there's money to makin' these b**ches are breakin'

The niggas they dyin' before they get grown

Where half the time these bullets will take they dome

So I sleep with the chrome when I'm in that zone

Or fry that light green big blunts be blown

We livin' up in a big mansion diggin' on b**ches

As I my condom caught the nut I use two

Cuz we f**kin' on some p**sy ho

Cal I brought but I got it on safety

I'm 'bout to watch out for these b**ches cuz they quick to put a click

B**ch can't fade this

Skinny p**p my name

We stick up we serving up b**ches on your curb

We hurting murdering b**ches that cross out the family hoe ain't nothing changed

This course is out for them hoes that wanna run the track

Suck and rise these cocks b**ch and recognize a real mack

I'm true to the sh*t that I speak don't test me

I sweep the ground from your feet I don't trust me

F**k a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench

A psycho at large I'm not from earth I'm from mars b**ch

I'm true to the sh*t that I speak don't test me

I sweep the ground from your feet I don't trust me

F**k a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench

A psycho at large I'm not from earth I'm from mars b**ch

Players what you hitting for I'm cocking my pistol

They hits the floor

Don't look at me trick cuz I take your life

I'm steady tryin' to make that cash flow

Now gimme the d**e then I run out the door

Headin' to my hoopie thang

I'm close to the liquor store i'm fiending for tanqueray

So I falls in mane

Cameras takin' my mugshots

I'm cocking my glock then I point then pop

Tanqueray alize hennessy pressing it quick before they a** drop

Skinny p**p in the trench coat ball headed with a leather hat p**pin' n robbin'

I might wanna jet then went to the hideout switchin' my gats

Smokin' a sack to the bong body numb from the fry stick

I swang n bang thru the projects checkin' my trap my stable just breaking them tricks

Poppin' these cones with the crooked thangs

Counterfeit money boy takin' your yay

Robbin his funny I'll spare your life

Robbin' is funny but I still pray

Them fools talkin''bout they go touch me they can't touch me

I must touch them first

Attach a bomb under the muffler boom

They family finna be rolling in a hearse

They can't see me like three time up

Things like that gotta roll wit the mafia

Bullets lead better duck got life f**ked up I'm so serious

I'm true to the sh*t that I spit don't test me

I sweep the ground from your feet I don't trust me

F**k a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench

A psycho at large I'm not from earth I'm from mars b**ch

I'm true to the sh*t that I speak don't test me

I sweep the ground from your feet I don't trust me

F**k a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench

A psycho at large I'm not from earth I'm from mars b**ch

You see I'm comin' out with this p**pin' sh*t to

Keep you niggas hip

The p**pin' never dies haters got me loading a clip

Better yet I gotta watch my back cuz some of these niggas jackin'

I make that paper

But now I prepared for a sucker that start with the 45 bodyshaker

Tossing up your block with the glock they gon face satan cus I don't care

North memphis once I heard them echoes

Throw your sets in da air

Here we go with the thrust it's a must when we bust to f**k you up

B**ch fall up off of us buckshot shells they spread on his face fall on

His back his eyes was open he dying he crying he tryna survive

I'm buckin n dumpin' the gauge the scope I'm chunkin that b**ch

Ain't no evidence leavin' no fingerprints

I got birds in my trunk if you whoop me I ain't worried s**tt

I chief to release p**pin in so many forms

P**pin' gotta get about my hustlin' day by day them wraps I'm smokin' one

I been woke since the day before yesterday ho don't make me mad

B**ch you're p**sy funky' uh uh you better have some cash

I'm true to the sh*t that I spit don't test me

I sweep the ground from your feet I don't trust me

F**k a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench

A psycho at large I'm not from earth I'm from mars b**ch

I'm true to the sh*t that I speak don't test me

I sweep the ground from your feet I don't trust me

F**k a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench

A psycho at large I'm not from earth I'm from mars b**ch

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