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letra de hungry - boss d and clu

the year was 201 and i’s a lil junkie
what can a man do but wish fo some funky
i’s like “sh-t dude, i gotta feed myself
if i don’t do nutin’ i’mma k!ll maself,”
so i told ma bow-tie to get the mas’rati
we headed to the club to go get a party
i lit up some blow and shot some ice
i tried to act calm and play real nice
but ain’t nutin’ can cure a cra’in’ like this
not e’en the sweetest angel’s lil kiss

d-mn son i needed the sh-t
not a lot baby girl, just a bit
i needed the taste of some sauce-red blood
and a couple bites of that cali bud

next day i called up my bro at the bee
he asked for my text and a lil history
i told him the red, all the black ‘n blue
brother, you know all that sh-t is true

he tells me ma ad is gon’ be in the paper
it’s gon’ ask for a hunk like ma man draper
a guy not too young, i don’t like the skin
a man not too old, i don’t like the fins
but f-ck it, i’ll take all i can get
but not a bro i’ve a’rdy met

a cou’le weeks later i got a call
an old–ss man by the name o’ saul
he was done with life and wanted some fun
he had to taste his own white-trash bun
it wa’nt perfect but it would have to do
he came to ma crib and took off his shoes
i gave him some drugs and a ton o’ booze
his rod was the thing he was first to lose
i put it with some fat and cooked it up
i say “f-ckers, b-tch what!”

but i left it for a lil too long
it tasted crunchy and lil too wrong
i couldn’t down that hard sh-t log
“come get, ya d-ck, it’s for the dog.”
i sliced his -ss into a hun’red bits
i don’t give a sh-t about them crits
but the fuzz on ma tail, i gotta bounce
haters get ready for when i pounce
no one f-cks with the big bo$$ d
i’m a cold-blood k!ller mystery!

- boss d and clu

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