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Babies are for killing. For killing. I've got dead babies in my septic tank. Dead babies over here, dead babies over there, dead babies everywhere. I

You're just a girl, Just one of my accomplishments, Another girl, It's hard because I didn't mean for this (So come on) Let me stay with you For a

Everytime I turn my head, man Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan Tryin' to deal a nigga a bad hand One after the other, harassin' a thugsta At first they

, I ain't give a shit either Sweet 16, time to stack me up some ki's Learned the game of hustlin, fuckin dopefienders Sellin niggaz beat, in other words

getcha up and go make you grind (Grind) I'm thinkin' 'bout snatchin' her up, dirty, makin' her mine Look at her hips (What?) Look at her legs, ain't she stacked? (Stacked

nothing really hard about getting my cash A big phat house with a million stash You other niggaz got this rap game distorted Giving DATs to the label, straight getting shorted

helpin' hand Now what we gone do We came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody like John Gotti I said we came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody

striving to be hard Stacked with bean pies in the back of the car Playing Too $hort in your stereo I couldn't even hear your radio Cuz just can't quit it short

spot, store to add some more features to my phone To see if I had bugs and leeches on my phone Can't be too safe 'cause niggaz is two-faced And they show the other