Drop It Off Yo Ass

Lyrics

[Chorus: Tom Skeemask] Drop it off ya ass fool, don't make a stupid move Drop it off ya- Drop it off ya- Drop it off ya ass fool Drop it off ya ass fool, don't make a stupid move Drop it off ya- Drop it off ya- Drop it off ya ass fool [Verse 1: Evil Pimp] Creep on the woods when i'm robbin' and mobbin' You suckas that you [?] nothin' but slugs 'Cause I kill 'em the real ones are touchin' yo' grill And my nina stay still 'cause i'm up to no good It's understood when I come through yo' hood You gon' beg, you gon' wait, you gon' lay where you stood You know I could, you know I would send you my [?] nigga maybe I should I just be prayin' no playa when jackin' [?] beggin' the police [?] [?] you get fucked when i'm on that [?] you the man you get robbed Leavin' no witnesses illegal business you snitchin' on me 'cause i'm cheefin' like [?] Out of your damn mind, pullin' the trigger right back at yo facе for i'll rather be out Knock at your house drop it off at yo' door bеfore Evil Pimp starts makin' [?] shout Gonna get loud send 'em [?] no love [?] damn clown Murder these niggas who drew porno triggas I know that they lie 'cause they lie 'bout their figures [?] kill your ass when I buck yo' feelings [?] i'm bustin' that ass Oh whatsupp bu-bu-buck leave yo' ass so fu-fu-fuck Curb your diss su-su-sup now your ass is out of luck Evil the Pimp [?] be sleepin' I'm proud out the 9 When you be testing my strength but the ones there they come to get rid of yo' spine You gon' die when the hollow points fire They break out yo' face this a homocide case [?] you take on the blast of the ratata as this blow up yo' face [Chorus: Tom Skeemask] Drop it off ya ass fool, don't make a stupid move Drop it off ya- Drop it off ya— Drop it off ya ass fool Drop it off ya ass fool, don't make a stupid move Drop it off ya- Drop it off ya— Drop it off ya ass fool [Post-Chorus: Evil Pimp] It's time to die, it's time to die nigga Step to the playa mafia, we gon' pull the trigga It's time to die nigga, it's time to die Step to the playa mafia, we gon' pop ya [Verse 2: Crazy Mane] Ready to die when I blast on this side and I only got murder up in my mind Lay on yo' knees and yo' whole beg ass impatient you wanna walk out [?] Takin' yo' change and i'm out with your things and I gotta be duckin' and that shit be out Showin' these bustas what Crazy 'bout leavin' these bustas down in the ground Six feet deep eternal sleep don't fuck with me the Crazy Mane [?] hoes die from the ace king and the 20 mane Load up 'em clips get ready for war This nigga don't creep low creeped too slow through the dough And lay 'em on his knees [?] now where's my cheese? Break yo knees nigga please you can't fuck with this [Verse 3: Playa Rob] Look at my eyes while you run in yo' tracks 'Cause they talk damn bullshit behind my damn back Busta boy you must learn in a fire you burn all your hair Like a [?] your ashes start to burn Bloody patience I turn in the heat of the night Sacrifice all the candle lights silent night deadly night Take a knife through your skull show no love And you start talkin' you walk with a [?] The bodies I mill 'em [?] swear [?] fuck my damn pill Never [?] get [?] I get enough from the thrills I like draggin' your body now through the damn field [?] my beats when I creep up on pussy niggas [?] speakin' their heat From the flames that came from a dragon I grab it you bite your damn throat [?] smoke After I enter your room your neck is broken you dagglin' chokin' away on a sofa I like to show [?] stroke on this thing [?] had to sell 'em some stove [?] two months of rumors you spread 'em like mail [?] lickin' and smotherin' all over my fucking dick