chef kisses - 2dead boyz lyrics
[intro: zombie juice]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
uh, yeah
uh
[verse 1: zombie juice]
hi haters, i’m back off hiatus
could’ve been on violator
chick*chick, baow!
uh, scorpion leg locks
figure fours, headshots, red dots
bad b*tches f*ck me out of wedlocks
you the chauncey of the hood, i’m more like dolemite
these ain’t moissanites, night night, baow!
huh, they scared to rap with us
we the culture, it’s nothin’ you could emulate
my aura the emotion, this here stimulation
told that ho it’s ’bout your presentation
what you offеr? crocodile skin bottega, i got a goyard gun holster
seen thе fork in the road, then jumped over
the game is to be sold, not told, stupid
ugly like karl kani clothing but her head right
just popped open the seal and got my mood light
dubs in the chat, yeah, yeah, uh
they burnin’ sage while we on the track
told her get her money up and never look back, huh
all i got is you, ghostface k!llah
and all y’all bit our style but ain’t never talk to us
i hope y’all get aids and die, i hope your lungs fill up
it’s redrum ’til i’m dead gone, life of an outlaw
the homie say i’m like pac in vegas when i’m off, woo
they pray for our downfall, no one lives forever, huh
keep me in your prayers, i’ve been on another level like
blood on the windshield, drugs in my candy
raise the glasses up, up the ante, yeah
the weaker the strong, they say he dead wrong, huh
always right my wrong, yeah, but never bite my tongue, huh
[verse 2: meechy darko]
the desert e spit, got that grip, hawk*tuin’
i’ll shoot yo’ b*tch in the face, a equal opportunist
put the pistol to your girl, treat her like one of the boys
and ask her, “baby, how you want it? your body, your choice”
when the rounds ’round my waist like a hula hooper
ackee saltfish, fried dumplings, caviar beluga
psychopathic sk!ll set, mind’s crime infested
extortion, back door abortion
contraband, credit scam, grand theft auto, and torture
what they taught us, and fortune’s what it brought us
a cup of virgin blood, two shots of snake venom
god ain’t blessin’ y’all n*ggas enough, y’all enough to pray better
b*tch, i don’t need your vote, i cut your throat and leave the state redder
okay, n*gga?
love to love ya, hate to hurt ya
i’m the type to slice ya and sew you up and nurse ya
i’m the type to die for you, run into the fire for you
crabs in a bucket, liquidus substance at hot boil
peace, god
so high that i can eat stars
hood famous, street czars
everything is set in stone, n*gga, even dreams carved
a large gat would turn a smartass into a r*t*rd
you offended? then please pause
bandana tied, flex my jewelry while i fraternize
manifest until my dreams are actualized
weed strong, dead wrong, but we got the braggin’ rights
rug’s persian, me and thirty virgins in the afterlife
death, taxes, and debt, the only thing we can’t survive
shoot you in yo’ calf and spine if you mishandle mine
i hate your guts and i pray you die a hundred times
i hate your guts and i pray you die a hundred times
motherf*cker, die
i never hit a b*tch but choke her if she ask polite
spider stamps on bricks, you know we got the better price
ask shannon sharpe about how white could f*ck up yo’ life
ask shannon sharpe about how white could f*ck up yo’ life
goodnight
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