Nine Inch Nails

Lyrics
[Hook: Gangsta Pat Sample] X4 Killa Killa What the fuck you gon' do? Ima cock my nine *bang bang And mother fuck you! [Hook: Choirboy & Ouija] Killa my killa my killa killa we killing em And that paper I can't get enough You let a wolf in your fuccin apartment And now you got no where to run Bout to pull up on a bitch feeling numb [Verse 1: Ouija] Hey! I put the slug in ya fuckin' dome I'm the one succas should leave alone You snitches love to call 9-1-1 I put that slug in ya fuccing phone Bitch you a slut to a cannibal I just had dinner with Hannibal I snatch ya bitch and your herron bone Wear them both out like an animal Split yo little noggin like canalope Choke you until you an artichoke Suffocation is an art form We just gon' call it the art of choke You ain't got shit and your squad is broke Guess I'm the goat I'm the mafuckin' antelope Shawty got holes in her panty hose I made a mask out her panty hose You got a lot of bravado and people done met You and know you a scary hoe I got apocalypse in my esophagus to the end of my second loan You let a wolf in your apartment and now your ass ain't got nowhere to go Hope you appreciate irony bitch you bout to die in your living room [Hook] [Verse 2: Choirboy] Might pull up with the pull up Might pull up with the steamer Might pull up 10 deep in the purple yellow Beamer Got that dough got ya hoe dripping dripping aquafina She be begging for a teener oh lord you should have seen her And Choirboy the saint he be dank with the nina Its that honky with the heater got that funky cold medina You a eight of some bammer Got the salad like I'm Caesar must be 33 ounces I'm a mother fuccin leader And we burning like a witch in church Talking you should listen first In my hood its bang bang bang a couple clip will bursts Papi put the clip to work Harlem where we whip the work Let that thang rain you can hear that shit in basements here [Hook] [Verse 3: Kold-Blooded] Hell raisers, hair raisin' Legendary super saiyans Toof be swaggin' with the nines I prefer a rusty razor I'm a different breed of predator Let the spells just settle in Hope it gives you goosebumps These diseases I've been spreadin' spreadin' Death everywhere I stare No I can't be held back by this famine, (famine) Corny motherfuckers think they really doing something But I'm pullin' hoe cards like Gambit: "aye "mon ami "" Y'all finna be Woefully broken, like ceramic Doll heads in your closet closely watching all your actions So whats happening That wannabe dark and depressed shit ain't gon' hack it Especially when I'm hacking and slashing These actors with these hatchets Nine Inches so the hook makes sense I cock these nines and whack it You can talk that shit Go ahead pull up But you still can't match this magic bitch
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Credits
- Writers
- Ouija Macc
- Kold-Blooded
- Choirboy