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checkmate - kingpin skinny pimp lyrics

[intro: ?]
let me clear my throat

[chorus: kingpin skinny pimp & dj paul]
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga

[verse 1: dj paul]
i got an urge to k!ll, ’cause these n*ggas took my steel
i suck ’em down with gas and light a match, watch their skin peel
burn in, sweet possessions in a trashcan
f*ck that n*gga, upline he’s dust in the wind
but i didn’t do it, the mess got me locin’
grab a n*gga for nothin’ at all, and started chokin’
i smoke, passed out, i smoke ink to my mouth, pop
twistin’ and squeezin’, and chopin’ until his neck went [?]
now he’s dead, a cops on my f*ckin’ [?]
[?], i heard a knock on the front door
who the f*ck is it?
that’s what i asked them
the trick got smart, i opened the door, and started blastin’ ’em
when i explode, i еxplode like a loaded ninе
sixteen dead bodies goin’ through my f*ckin’ mind
i cut up tricks, n*ggas i’m usin’ your [?]
i got a serial k!ll, like in chess it’s checkmate
[chorus: kingpin skinny pimp & dj paul]
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga
n*gga, checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga

[verse 2: kingpin skinny pimp]
i’m so f*ckin’ scandalous, see i’m quick to break your neck
and watch your blood scatter, then feature to my [?]
wanted for whoopin’ a b*tch, i’m whoopin’ these b*tches
i’m feelin’ like [?]
that’s why i’m dumpin’ these funky hoes in my trunk
aswell as the big n*ggas, ’cause they can’t scr*p
when i shoot you in your left nut, i bet your ass i’m balled out
i went to your house, you wasn’t home, so now i’m mad
i picked up your grandmammy, your [?] try to [?], a mentally disturbed b*tch
somethin’ that you can handle, i sl!ck up all you in d*mn bunkers
i got ana, i grabbed your baby brother then i drowned him in the toilet bowl, with [?] in it
i make a junkie b*tch, [?] in russian roulette
let’s play with six f*ckin’ bullets, i got the unloaded
you try to run and i’ma pull it
see this ain’t [?], you jump and i’ma put you in your place
with the bullet hole in your chest, checkmate, b*tch
[chorus: kingpin skinny pimp & dj paul]
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga

[verse 3: dj paul]
crank up the chainsaw, i cut off your arms, sucker
make a move on this b*tch, be a dead motherf*cker
ah what’s my move, then let me see what i gonna eliminate
you violated n*gga, now i must [?]
your body belongs to me, you got any last words?
i break out the gauge and watch you fly like a f*ckin’ bird
murderist, execution, hitman, money’s invested
hoes so dippin’ your head, from the bullets bein’ ejected
if you wanna f*ck with us, psycho n*ggas that pullin’ triggers
label yourself, d*o*a*n*i, double g, a n*gga
i’m takin’ no [?], [?] too late
fingers on the f*ckin’ pump, boom, boom, checkmate

[outro: kingpin skinny pimp & dj paul]
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga
n*gga, checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga
checkmate, n*gga, n*gga

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