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letra de stompin in my chuck t's - twisted insane

[intro]
girl- “are you sick?”
man- “why do you ask?”
girl- “you look sick.”
man- “i am sick.”
girl- “you take medicine?”
man- “there is no medicine for what i have.”

[a bunch of mumbling]

[verse 1: twisted insane]
bustin a slug, got your cranium split
dumpin em at your water melon, leavin a n-gga f-cked up while his -ss runnin like a felon
it ain’t no game, [?] name insane, i’m dumpin em at your f-ckin brain, never smokin that cocaine
i like to smoke the green
and off of the bomb weed, [to?] have you f-cked, walkin around, [stuck?] like zombies
n-gga, cane ya, f-ck around when i dump and n-gga cane ya, f-ckin around when i squeeze [a masport pump?]
i ain’t no jump n-gga
i likes to smoke n-ggas, leavin a n-gga f-cked up [for smokin on my roast n-gga]
it’s the way that i approach n-ggas
that make em a nervous wreck
but i hit what i’m smokin on n-gga…
to keep your nerves in check
i’m dumpin away at the stomach, havin ya vomit, mucus, loogies
suck on tampons, that’s why these b-tches think i’m screwy lewy
i likes to f-ck ho’s booty
yours truly, frankenstein
diggin up in your beef curtains, till you bleedin from behind and i’m…

[chorus: twisted insane]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[mmmm, mmmm, yeah]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[n-gga, this motherf-cker n-gga, tryna get my sh-t prepared n-gga]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[every motherf-ckin day n-gga, i be stompin in these mothaf-ckas, n-gga]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[it ain’t no game homie, it ain’t no game homie, let em know]
stompin in my chuck t’s…

[verse 2: guaran t]
makin somethin outta nothin, ya gotta know…
know when to hold em, when to fold em and…
know when to bluff em if you show…
if you show a n-gga’s weapon at ya feet then you know you gotta dump em
i track and [packaged this?] heat for streets so you know you gotta bump em
any [wha]
[and your?] motherf-cker think she’s sweet, keep holdin that -ssumption
but not too long, [?]
[she’s a ho]
oh yeah, so b-tch [?] think she somethin [tell that b-tch]
if it ain’t daily, it ain’t maybe, it ain’t nothin [from the staple to the table]
[?]
n-ggas wanna wage war and threaten, it’s hot in this kitchen, but see i ain’t sweatin
there’s pockets in this kitchen, but few can [shev?] it
that i jack their lyrics and few contest, [said?] i jacks their lyrics
if you got that game [?] n-gga run wit it
i got somethin your monkey -ss won’t n-gga, come get it
you kept tyrna to do that, n-gga, i’ve done did it
get that wig split

[chorus]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[what these muhf-ckas don’t understand n-gga, a n-gga is…]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[we’ll mash on you homie, ya understand what i’m sayin, we’ll f-ck you up n-gga…]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[leave you bleeedin n-gga, no remorse, no remorse when we bust, no remorse when we bust]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[san diego california ridas n-gga]
stompin in my chuck t’s…

[verse 3: twisted insane]
bustin at n-ggas with the [heat to rock a?]
knockin em off they pedestal, my sh-t is sick
leavin yo nuts cooked like vegetables
hopin up ovah the gate gate with the ak
leavin that n-gga’s wife screamin: “mayday, mayday, mayday!”
that’s what you say [when i was cold and?] on the night train
f-ckin em up
eat bl–dy duck like [chinese main!]
and you really do not wanna…
run up on the real monster
[?] like i’m chewbacca, stickin the d-ck up in they [c-cka?]
creepin through the dark
with a mini mac-10, [the straps?] galore
you think you packin heat…
but n-gga, i’m packin more
cuz i’m the one that’s on the run up on n-ggas and hit em [with metal?]
[gun?] they feet and put it on griddle
watch a n-gga while i play the fiddle
i’ve got a f-ckin riddle…
for the one to ask the question
he was a man…
but that night, he felt like an adolescent
cuz n-ggas get they brains split off in the brainsick
quit talkin ya raggedy b-tch and just pay this
and i was…

[chorus]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[mmmm, mmmm, yeah]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[n-gga we do this m-th-f-ckin sh-t everyday n-gga, daily]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[stompin in my m-th-f-ckin green chuck t’s n-gga!]
stompin in my chuck t’s
[it ain’t no… it ain’t no game n-gga, let em know]
stompin in my chuck t’s…

- twisted insane

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