Letras
Fregit turn me up
When the cops out i get ready
Brand new opps outside get ready
When the cops out i get ready
Brand new opps outside get ready
I hit the dash 91
Got new bodies in the trunk
Brand new bitch and brand new mazzy
Back in zombie whatchu want?
Friendly fire why they stunned
They was switchin' i was gone
Pack her friends and head to home
I pack her friends and get the dome
Pump the gas
Pump it up
Ima menace in the city
Goin dumb
Pump the gas
Pump it up
Ima menace in the city
Goin dumb
Burning corpses, ready yah
Spreading through the many of us
If you give me brains, then I could say
It would be pretty occult
Xans on the show
Call it thursday
I've been going to hidden places
And i pop a lot
Lining up my money and
I took the paper route
Shooting up the zombies
I can tell you what I'm 'bout
I took body's perfection
Mixed it with the pot
Mix it with some rockstar
Mix it with chrome hearts
And I'm ready for it boy
When the cops out i get ready
Brand new opps outside get ready
When the cops out i get ready
Brand new opps outside get ready
12 pull up on me yea imma hit da swerve
I been shippin it out for a year, ain't no nerd
Bitch boy talking shit, finna get whacked finna get hurt
Finna get taken out finna get fried that's my word
Poppin' spaz w da proxy
Done beatup a Jake and that mothafoka locked me
Ion fucc w xans boy bitch I'm on a oxy
Made a hunnid bands off my laptop off sum fuck shit
When the cops out i get ready
Brand new opps outside get ready
When the cops out i get ready
Brand new opps outside get ready