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Get the embed code Twisted Insane - Voodoo Album Lyrics1.200 Round in the River4.The Chop Shop5.The Leash6.VoodooTwisted Insane Lyrics provided by Which bitch I wanna fuck, man, I don't know for certainĭepends on which one of them got the best ass for twerkin'Īnd I come back to the room, let me hit the womb through beef curtains! Take you into a different level, nigga, where the devil lurkin' Little bit of brain might tame but won't save you Man off, even Gandalf can't save you (He hate you) Nigga lookin' like he's straight from Mordor Kill a bitch up in the kitchen, nigga, quit your bitchin' I be in it, front of class, I be on that assĭon't nobody laugh when I teach you niggasīlood stains on the floor board with a gore whore You was only homies when I feed you niggas Runnin' down your block with the pop-pop? Orange you glad a mothafucka like me's not They crazy, you peepin' so much I be wonderin' how in the fuck I'mma gonna be up in the club with the heat try'na catch a nigga that wanna leap Tell me I'm dreamin' they see me, they want me to be taken off of my feet I hit 'em with double up, triple, quadruple Puttin' everybody and they mama to the Matrixĭon't say shit, just turn around and run the Won't you take a lesson from the monster! It's obvious I make you nervous every time I come around you I bring it to you in a minute and I will not finish I challenge anybody, bring it to me if you want that shit Simple and plain, I'm really-really bad and can't nobody stand meįuck around and get your noodle in a bowl! I unravel, ain't no other mothafuckin' Sickopatomous When I be gunnin', fool, won't be no close race I will barbecue a nigga, fuck around and try'na I be animated, but I really wanna run and Try we will light him up, somebody tie him upĬome if they want to, them run up on me, they willĮverybody wanna be a chopper, nigga, pop off I keep on bussin', I hit you with choppasīust with the blammer, hit you with the rammer I hit 'em with double up triple quadruple I'ma bring him up in the Chop Shop, yeah! With me, I will pull up on you in the drop topīlastin' 'em in that ass, put 'em in a bag They don't wanna meddle with me in the ghetto In your brain and put two through your sweater See if anybody listen to you when I'm pissin I'm choppin' 'em up, are they ready for Jason andįreddy and turning your brain to spaghetti-Ĭonfetti to celebrate, nobody up on the levelįunny as I make a wish, you make a diss and Is anybody home, I'm outta my mind, I'm psychoĪ murderer servin' up, put 'em in oven, I'm Twisted Insane and C-Mob are coming through your neighborhood tearing shit up, were so sick with this.
When I run up on 'em, put the gun up on 'em Put 'em in a kitchen bitchin' never get you nothing Someone better listen, 'fore you come up missing With a deuce deuce I'mma put a bullet hole up
Papa never run away, now put the gun awayīefore a bullet's put up in your fruit loop
They be happy and I'm on 'em, wake up and I'll be in your mental, fill 'em on the middleĮvery time I sit and think about the Voodoo Lets say from here to the end of the beatįinna beat the instrumental like it was a denim
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