Letras
Murder!
Murder!
Murderrrrr!
Oh!
You can't take the Kountry out the Kid no
You can't take the Kountry out the Kid no
You can't take the Kountry out the Kid no
You can't take the Kountry out the Kid no
You can take the Kid out the the Kountry
Not the Kountry out the Kid
Bitches tryna fuck on me they see me getting big
Brother put that switchy switchy on my brand new stick
And it's gon' take your ribs
These boys be full of shit
Full of fibs
You ain't live the life I live, ain't walk a mile in my boots
Acting like you with it, you ain't got a motherfucking clue
Everybody with me spinning, yeah we love to fucking shoot
My flag red, white, and blue
Hold on
You can't take the Kountry out the Kid no
You can't take the Kountry out the Kid no
You can't take the Kountry out the Kid no
You can't take the Kountry out the Kid no
You can take the Kid out the the Kountry
Not the Kountry out the Kid
Bitches tryna fuck on me they see me getting big
Brother put that switchy switchy on my brand new stick
And it's gon' take your ribs
These boys be full of shit