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letra de popping them cones - tha truma center killaz

[intro: d.o.n & stoney]
mic check, mic check, my n-gga stonsta, wassup, dawg
wassup my n-gga, we got d.o.n up in this motherf-cka
[?]

[chorus]
poppin’ them cones, slangin’ them stones
i ain’t got time for this little boy sh-t
got somethin’ to say to a n-gga
come and see my face and i’mma hurt a b-tch
shakin’ them bones, breakin’ your jawn
see i’m seven [] bound
glock on my hip, and them suckers are trippin’
a n-gga, i’m sippin’ on seven crown
poppin’ them cones, slangin’ them stones
i ain’t got time for this little boy sh-t
got somethin’ to say to a n-gga
come and see my face and i’mma hurt a b-tch
shakin’ them bones, breakin’ your jawn
see i’m seven [] bound
glock on my hip, and them suckers are trippin’
a n-gga, i’m sippin’ on seven crown

[verse 1: stoney]
well it’s the s-t-o-n-e-y, that n-gga the man in your scary dreams
diggin’ up them dead, women and i’m messin’ them b-tches to marry me
causin’ nightmare and horror fl!cks, a heart [], b-tch
pullin’ that tone for the hole in your bone, cause stonsta to carry them hollowtips
visit you at the [], but first i’m dumpin’ your body in the lake
tight your [] and you see me, you son of a b-tch, just ain’t no escape
step with the yalk, never talk, i was talkin’ to my momma, she told me that talkin’ was cheap
stay on your feet, never sleep when i creep, [] that step to the streets
time for you to be crucified, you try, but you still got bruise and die
s-t-o-n-e-y, torturin’ suckers, just like alcoholics abusin’ they wine
stephen king, tell me your [] told me to come on this f-ckin’ []
[] horror fl!ck, cause he knows when i cl!ck, i don’t need that special effects
break a n-gga neck, disrespect
last word in my vocabulary
ain’t talk about [] talk about the glock
finna droppin’ n-gga, so we had the []
post they be thinkin’ i’m jockin’ i’m chokin’
i’m smokin’ them suckers just like cigar
feelin’ weed, i proceed [] n-gga, don’t think about it []
kickin’ with the 1-8-7, []
understand that you hoes [] playin’
suckers suck the d-ck
when i got my motherf-ckin’ tec
[]
get with thw stonsta, you suckers [] i’m burnin’ you hoes with the heat from the nine
takin’ this sh-t, finna cl!ck on the trick, cause you suckers know you can’t complete [] mine
[] back, straight to the back, so n-gga know that he won’t comin’ back
choppin’ him dead to stop him, watchin’ and droppin’, i’m leavin’ his [] cord crack
n-gga should have kept his ass at home, bl–dy mess comin’ from the broken bones
steal your [] from the number one microphoster, show ain’t jokin’, jones
[chorus]
poppin’ them cones, slangin’ them stones
i ain’t got time for this little boy sh-t
got somethin’ to say to a n-gga
come and see my face and i’mma hurt a b-tch
shakin’ them bones, breakin’ your jawn
see i’m seven [] bound
glock on my hip, and them suckers are trippin’
a n-gga, i’m sippin’ on seven crown
poppin’ them cones, slangin’ them stones
i ain’t got time for this little boy sh-t
got somethin’ to say to a n-gga
come and see my face and i’mma hurt a b-tch
shakin’ them bones, breakin’ your jawn
see i’m seven [] bound
glock on my hip, and them suckers are trippin’
a n-gga, i’m sippin’ on seven crown

[verse 2: stoney]
[], mortuaries, graveyards, body parts
man in your scary dreams finna get mad, choppin’ suckers like a guillotine, smokin’ like a []
comin’ clean, when i hit the scene, got you droppin’ out the green, 211, d-mn, fool, [] don’t need to scream
talk your sh-t, suck a n-gga d-ck, cl!ckin’ for the checkin’ with a n-gga team fit
tricks they treated, defeated, you shouldn’t have completed, i guess we get just like a witch
stephen king, movie scream, [] my sh-t of reality
[] finish ’em with the fatality
people gossip about [] man in your scary dream, [] you hear what he did ?
cl!ckin’, i’m whoopin’ [] with the stick on the clip, i’m equipped just like billy the kid
b-tch, you on my uglylist, dumpin’ your body in the muddy ditch
after i beat that ass, i bless, and now i got a bl–dy fist
suckers, i’m stalkin’ your money be talkin’, i’m yalkin’ you n-ggas, we bushin’ walkin’
n-ggas who thinkin’ i’m bluffin’, i’m stuffin’ is nine in your mind and you b-tches is coughin’
press to change your hocus pocus, abracadabra, magic tricks
my nine is magical one, better know as a gunner, magician, tragic sh-t
[outro: stoney]
yeah, you know i’m sayin’, we got d.o.n, g38, g-loc up in this motherf-cka, you know i’m sayin’
the motherf-ckin’ stonsta straight outta evergreen, comin’ clean
n-gga, hit the croagh.. you know what i’m talkin’ about

- tha truma center killaz

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