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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ruby Da Cherry
Ruby Da Cherry
Rap
Scrim
Scrim
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
Aristos Petrou
Aristos Petrou
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Lyrics

Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake I want a supersized $uicide $lick, he told me, "Do or die" Did it, now I'm dead Didn't even have to use any lead Now my bed is soaked in blood, red stuff seepin' out my head 'Cause I was thinking how I never have cheddar to shred Grey-59 put slime in your fine dime Met her in person, she better in bed Grabbed my sweater and left, guess I spread her to death No more breath in her chest, just the sweat on her breasts Body stuffed in the trunk of my 'Vette Oddy Nuff got the shotty tucked up under his head Sloppy cuts on my neck Copycats try to copy cuts, now they dead G-59, we tryna die Fucking shine because the flame keep burning bright Throw that body in the pile, and call it a night Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake SAMCRO with the blade, get a mayhem vote Funny how the shade's never thrown when you broke Taking dope to the face, then I turn to a ghost The haters, the bitches, they come by the dozen The lyin', the snitchin', I'm never gonna fuck with them Pussy, you smell, like your homies been fucking you Run up, get done up, I'm dreaming about cutting ya It's the Yung $carecrow with the ink on my body Got Oddy right behind me, and he gripping that Tommy I got the shotty, and I'm aiming right to your fucking dome Invasions in your home, hope you live alone No, I can't be fucking with no motherfuckin' flodgers That junkie motherfucker got prescriptions like a doctor Take a hundred blunts to my motherfuckin' face Pistol to the head of these bitches that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin' fake
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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