MERC YA

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Sep 12, 2005
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dont make me haveta break ya neck-or snap ya ribs- MERC YA
smash ya face-or kill ya kids- MERC YA- kidnap ya wife-wont letta live- MERC YA you think u gangsta- well u ain shit
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dont make me have ta show u u ain tru in tha game (how)
by puttin more slugs in u than found in a shootin range
i keeps a puffin like a choo choo train buku game put up
u softer than a gelitan pudin cup n we ain puttin up wit that pussy stuff
i rip it up ta tha gushy gut slittem all open like its time ta eat
grab tha bitch up by his face and take a chunk up out tha meat
left witout a cheek see u ain gettin on that ill type
im tellin u homie in real life ill stab u in tha head wit a steel spike
so jus deal aight- u ain really tryna fucc wit tha sicc one
or ill hit u in tha face wit a broken car piston
open arms dissem- welcome ta hell wanna gun how much u got
gimme tha rocks up out ya socks tha money in ya wallet and ya watch
now watch- as i make tha game chop like Ks then cap ya
wrap ya up in plastic wrapins- dont make me have ta