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memphis massacre - dj cas3y lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, n*gga, break yo self
the devil’s…
riding with the… pistol…
it’s strapgetz, motherf*cker
grip!

aye, we doing like this

since ya n*ggas from the ville they got to f*ck me just to get ’em mane
f*ckin’ with that 6 double 6 * it’s gonna be a fright night
paul let’s make a n*gga knockin’, point that glock at them b*tches face
no pistol plays, that koopsta knicca gone on a motherf*ckin’ rampage

devil’s…

droppin’ a whole magazine into your money ass
you tryin’ to run, but this bullets comin’ too d*mn fast
ratatatara tara * is all you f*cking heard
a cross the streets you see, dead bodies on the court

i pull away quick
???
so many people dead * i saw mystery
ratatat tat ???
since ya n*ggas from the ville they got to f*ck me just to get ’em mane
f*ckin’ with that 6 double 6 * it’s gonna be a fright night
paul let’s make a n*gga knockin’, point that glock at them b*tches face
no pistol plays, that koopsta knicca gone on a motherf*ckin’ rampage

cl!ckin’ with that 9 in hand, let’s make this to another stang
scarecrow with that satanic bible, tell me where’s the k!lla man
b*tch in my yard is where your body be well exposed
the 6 double 6 mafia clique slangin’ l!cks on you funky hoes

(missing lyrics)

[outro]
yeah, this is devil’s collection (smoked out)
dj cas3y, strapgetz, you motherf*ckers
you know what im sayin’
im gonna f*cked this up
i f*ck yo b*tch and take your money
f*ck you b*tch ass punk
memphis massacre

- dj cas3y lyrics

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