Searchin Fo A Lick

(الألبوم: World War - 2017)

[Ramirez:]
Creeping on the come up with a 2-11 on my mind
Persuaded by the devil, gripping on my blade, passing nine
Searching fo' a lick that I can hit with murder in my soul
Swinging, bending corners in the '67 El Co
Blacked out, running routes, busta, what you talking 'bout?
Bodies in the bag, banging on a trunk, they scream and shout
You fucking with the Killa, the Silver Back Gorilla
G*59 is not a gang, bitch, we the militia
Counting up my skrilla, shoot my cap pilla
Kill a motherfucka, throw his body in the river
Running through your fucking hood with ski mask on my fucking face
We killing every pussy motherfucker that be in my way
Roll me up another blunt of that sticky skunk
Get the shake junt, slaughtering these suckas for some fucking fun
Got the gun, leave a nigga stunned, bitch, I'm on the run
Ho, you want it? I can promise I can give you some

[Lord Infamous:]
Mafia, smoked out, loced out
Smoked out, loced out, loced out, loced out
Triple 6 Mafia, Mafia, smoked out, loced out
Smoked out, loced out, loced out, loced out
Triple 6 Mafia, Mafia, smoked out, loced out
Smoked out, loced out, loced out, loced out
Triple 6