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Loc'd Out Hood

アーティスト:Kurupt  アルバム:Gang Related 

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Chorus One/Intro: It's time to get the loot, ready, aim, shoot Dogg Pound Gangstas on a mission to execute Bitches bitches... niggaz niggaz... I'm all about the paper chase (say what?) cause the paper makes Life so great, plus haste makes waste And I gots the whole spot locked down I concoct styles Catch me rollin all the fuck around with the top down Menace with a microphone, most murder masher (I mash) Roll for disaster, create a thirty-eight, stash em In The Inner Zone where the Hellraiser roams There's no place like home, tec-9's and chromes I gots the heater sequence for the heat to disperse (pow) Just in case worse come to worse I dumps first The thump curse, it's the curse of the pump The one to dump last is the first to get slumped The mental temptation, mental assassination My heart skips a beat for the heat sensation I'm deathdefying bitches lying sayin, 'I ain't cute' Now she wants an autograph, bitch, I ain't Snoop I got everything you need from the weed to the dope coke Crack to amphetamines to speed I flows like a ravine, deadly as a guillotine To leave a murderous scene, when the snub pumps a slug in your spleen Chorus Two: These motherfuckin bitches, they ain't shit to me Every bitch that I know she wanna get with me Don't you know I got a homicidal tendency So drift with me, hit a spliff with me (repeat) Terrordome where it's on, from sellin dope coke to crack Young Gotti entered the party from the back


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