Gangchef Slaughterhouse

Lyrics

[Intro: Ruben Slikk] Ya nigga, ya nigga, ya nigga (Yeah, nigga) Ya nigga, ya nigga, ya nigga (Black nigga) Ya nigga, ya nigga, ya nigga (Smoke Gang, Trailer Park Boys) Ya nigga, ya nigga, ya nigga [Chorus: Ruben Slikk & Juicy J & Lord Infamous] Gangchef slaughterhouse, fuck you sayin', ho? (Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip) One false move I'll spill yo brains dawg (Scarecrow, I get so c-c-crazy off the bud sac) Drank some water now, can't complain, ho (Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip) Ain't no dope I can't obtain, ho (Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement) G-Gangchef slaughterhouse, fuck you sayin', ho? One false move I'll spill yo brains dawg D-Drank some water now, can't complain, ho Ain't no dope I can't obtain, ho [Verse: Ruben Slikk & Lord Infamous] Slikk is like the dictionary, table of contents of drugs If you describe it, I can tell you what the fuck it was The self-inflicted torture chamber of our carnal shell (Torture chambers filled with corpses-) It must be heroin, you dead inside, you might as well Make a nigga do the macarena (Meex) Wipe my shitty booty, shitty fingers (Yung Fishmeex) Bet she suck a nigga for the twenty (Suction) Why the party looking so [?] (Bitch) Got a couple niggas and they ese, yo Killin' niggas and they racketeering bangers Welcome to the triple six club house, ho Ain't ya mammy told ya never talk to strangers? Fast money comin' in when the boy meets world Speed ball when a nigga meet Topanga Protein shootin' right up off my dick, hold on And I'm fuckin' bitches rough, gettin' dangerous [?] with the crips in charge [?] Never thought that I could ever get my dick this far Sniffin' blood up out the copper and she think it's raw [Chorus] G-G-Gangchef slaughterhouse, fuck you sayin', ho? One false move I'll spill yo brains dawg D-Drank some water now, can't complain, ho Ain't no dope I can't obtain, ho G-Gangchef slaughterhouse, fuck you sayin', ho? One false move I'll spill yo brains dawg D-Drank some water now, can't complain, ho Ain't no dope I can't obtain, ho [Outro: Juicy J & Lord Infamous] Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip Scarecrow, I get so c-c-crazy off the bud sac Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip (DJ Smokey triple six, bitch) Scarecrow, I get so c-c-crazy off the bud sac Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip Scarecrow, I get so c-c-crazy off the bud sac