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letra de hurts village pt. 2 - kingpin skinny pimp

[intro]
get buck

[skinny pimp verse 1]
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin like a hitman
scope my man
then i toss the dynamite
my fault, you got caught
shouldn’t of been a bystander
bullet lead, in the head
to n-ggas i got anna with
you scatter, no matter how fast you can race
it’ll bust, it’ll blow through the back of your face
lunatic, wreckin sh-t
first i sign the contract
something like a crazy check
to place you in the kroger bag
bl–dy, suddenly
i scratch ’em off my hit list
i just wanna cap n-gga
just to make my rep bigger
dangerously, anxiously
i ain’t no m-th-rf-ckin g
f-ck merry christmas
all i wanna do is treak or treat
you ain’t cool, d-mn fool
chrome to your f-ckin dome
you’re listening to the hurts village, al capone
[211 verse 2]
hurts village
that’s where i’m coming trick
dope fiend, shootin up cops
i’ll light ya ass with a match, b-tch
don’t be talkin that sh-t
the hood is a war zone
n-ggas run up
my gauge is still poppin cone
knife in her throat
so, choke off ya blood hoe
stomp be kickin the sh-t out ya ass with a steal toe
suckas they steppin broke
i hope you got big nuts
ain’t a d-mn thing changed
i’ll still droppin ’em n-ggas like ducks
breaking your f-ckin jaw
parking my fist in your grill b-tch
finger’s on the trigger, boom
drop his ass in a ditch
so get ghost n-gga
my glock will be rockin
so bring it on
this is the hurts village, al capone

[skinny pimp verse 3]
duck n-gga, dodge n-gga
imma pull the f-ckin trigger
watkins and brown, smokey city
down with the skinny n-gga
pistol grip, don’t you slip
just incase yo ass do
smith and wesson, don’t be guessing
stupid ass, i thought you knew
bullet proof, f-ck you
target for destruction
keep on your vest, protect your chest
i’m aiming for your face, son
aww mane, i’m insane
people say i’m crazy
bullsh-t, suck my d-ck
then i yell out gravy
first degree, robbery
then i kick back laughing
rollin clean, cause i made a main stang
now, i’m high cappin
turn up the bump, blow a junt
then i’m kickin a.c
windows tinted, don’t look in it
suckas f-ckin nosey
leather hat, fur coat
skinny to the f-ckin bone
your listening to the hurts village, al capone
[211 verse 4]
hurts village
hurts village
you know the project i’m pimpin
so some might get blowed up
211 is snappin necks
these hoes got ’em sowed up
yeah, i’m still crazy
i’m shootin just to see you dead
pull from sawed off
buck shot all in ya f-ckin head
pure insanity
my blows are comin quick
a crazy n-gga named 211’s who ya f-ckin with
i’ll battle you sissy hoe, punk m-th-rf-ckas
you better chill
211’s inflicting pain
hittin harder than holyfield
armed like the armor truck
don’t try to stop me
or you’ll get bucked
pimpin and robbin
and droppin them suckas like ducks
211 is project born
hurts village is where i stay
b-tches they wanna check
you know that ya got to pay
with a capital a
now can you spell it jones?
you’re listening to hurts village, al capone

- kingpin skinny pimp

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