Slush the Villain - You Wanna Bang

Song Rating: 9.33/10

Song lyrics:

[Slush the Villain]
Its all good baby
Its all good to the wheels fall off
I thought you knew b**h
This problems world wide across America

Sawed Offs here to anilahate anybody trippin
Watchin with percisily with night vision
On my oposition
Try and take on my position
Master mind the right descision
So we gon creep solidy lock a knife insicion
Boy your f**in time is tickin
But your clock of life don run out of time
Youre next in line to die dont cry
And if youre scare cause heres why
Youre sh**s the filla now down the scrilla
Sawed Off k**a here to make a meal plus
While youre wastin your time tryin to k** us
And you still cant hang wit it
Try and bang on us
And we gon bang wit it
Have a thang wit it
Remain in it, like my dick in your b**h
And when you lickin her clit
You really lickin my dick
Need to get rid of all you mothaf**as
Aint no favors on my label
No ones above us
So when you the Sawed Off
Anterage come walkin through
Get on them knees with quickness
Boy b**h shine these shoes
Ha Ha

[Chorus: Chris Gun a.k.a Black Gun]
You wanna, we can bang
You wanna throw them thangs
We can throw them thangs too
What you wanna do
We can set it off dog
Bust shots until the casket drops
On all ya

[Mr. Skrilla]
Now this is murda for your mind
If you try to step to mine
Its like you hatas brought a knife
And you tryin to step to millionares
Thatll tear up in your flesh
Ff you think you really hard
We get to bustin collectin bodies
Like them Pokemon cards
No hold bars leavin crews
With perminate scars

Makin hatas wanna retreat
Before I finish 16 bars
Ima light my cigar
I guess Im like a czar
Comin with Godfather status
Pumpin lead up in your car
While youre drivin in it [Boom]
Now I got em
Leavin your face layin flat
Like youre sleepin on your steering collar
Trench in this Cali sun shine
Who am I? Do or Die
I feel like I just came from Columbine High
Feelin high to the sky
Is the optimo smoke
Just enough to have you aimin at your throat
Aint no steppin to the Sawed Off
Slush we all bust
Enough slugs to turn your bodies into saw dust
Boy we gon crush


The Knightowls comin with it
Im sick like Al Pachino
A lyrical gambino
And Im drinkin lots of vino
I got the party on and crackin
All you b**hes I be smackin
Dont you ever f** around
Or its you that Im kidnappin
I never f**in play fool
Like a little kid with a gun at school
Ill brake the f**in rules
And rob you for your j**els
The Knightowl, Mr. Skrilla
And Slush be f**in k**as
We dont give no one a brake
So best not ever make mistakes
We got that kind of sh** that makes you move
That kind of sh** that makes you grooves
That kind of sh** that makes you jump
And shake your f**in rump now
Come and do this dance I hope you can
Throw them hands up in the sky
But if you dont fool you aint sh**
Now let me tell you why
You gotta wave them hands in the f**in air
Im the deadly like a f**in chair
The Sawed Off Family wont stop
Until we full if millionares
We be nothin but the baddest fool
My beat always the phatest
I got the f**in paper
Gettin high like a sky scrapper


Date of text publication: 12.08.2021 at 14:44