Psycho Rhymes(Explicit) - Master p
歌曲信息
歌曲名：Psycho Rhymes(Explicit)
歌手：Master p
所属专辑：Mama’s Bad Boy (Explicit)
发行时间：1992-10-11
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Psycho Rhymes(Explicit) - Master p 文本歌词
Psycho Rhymes (Explicit) - Master p
Yo it's 1992 and master P is back up in this motherf**ker
Yo man lets do this sh*t right man if everybody plays right then put yo
Right hand over yo heart and let yo left hand grab yo nut now everybody
Sing along b**ch
Stop the music
We are the world
We are the dealers
We are the ones that sell crack ***
So let's start selling
There's a fiend in every hood
Dumb fiends that bring they pipes
It's truly niggle beta then
That's why we dealing
Common everybody
We are the world
We are the dealers
We are the ones that sell crack ***
So let's start selling
Check this out fool
I'm at this party
These two b**ches looking hell a pretty
I walk up and kiss 'em each on they f**kin' T
I say your hole there it's about to explode
I took a got to her a** she took off her clothes
In other words I be moving fast like a pick pocket
See I'm a motherf**kin' maniac I gotta top it
I talk to the b**ch before I kill 'em
I'm like a psycho like Charles Manson the blood drill
I take yo life and take yo arms and cut the b**ches off
And play a bloody motherf**kin' game of golf
And break your arms your legs I should a did it sooner
Reach in yo stomach pull out a piece o' tuna
I guess you're dead you're ghost you gotta go
You untested cause d**n they like arrested codes
For a dead b**ch ya give some good head
Ya must be on yo period 'cause my dick is bloody red
I left it in you
I see you face ya about ta cry
But before ya do make me pull out them eyes
Make me slap yo motherf**kin' face but don't speak
That big round a** could make some good luncheon meat
In other words you're dead you got your cap peeled
See I'm a crazy motherf**ker and that sh*t's real
Yo man whacha think about that
Man what you say about that is bullsh*t that sh*t ain't real
Oh alight check this out
It's 1993 and master P is back in this motherf**ker
Ya know what I'm saying
I had to get a Lilia stupid 'cause last year some n**gard was talking sh*t
But see I'm back
Ya know what I'm saying
I'm about to get paid
And all them motherf**kers that try to stop me
There's gonna be a bloody murda
Yo Kent turn up some of that gangsta a** music
Yo it's 1992 and master P is back up in this motherf**ker
Yo man lets do this sh*t right man if everybody plays right then put yo
Right hand over yo heart and let yo left hand grab yo nut now everybody
Sing along b**ch
Stop the music
We are the world
We are the dealers
We are the ones that sell crack ***
So let's start selling
There's a fiend in every hood
Dumb fiends that bring they pipes
It's truly niggle beta then
That's why we dealing
Common everybody
We are the world
We are the dealers
We are the ones that sell crack ***
So let's start selling
Check this out fool
I'm at this party
These two b**ches looking hell a pretty
I walk up and kiss 'em each on they f**kin' T
I say your hole there it's about to explode
I took a got to her a** she took off her clothes
In other words I be moving fast like a pick pocket
See I'm a motherf**kin' maniac I gotta top it
I talk to the b**ch before I kill 'em
I'm like a psycho like Charles Manson the blood drill
I take yo life and take yo arms and cut the b**ches off
And play a bloody motherf**kin' game of golf
And break your arms your legs I should a did it sooner
Reach in yo stomach pull out a piece o' tuna
I guess you're dead you're ghost you gotta go
You untested cause d**n they like arrested codes
For a dead b**ch ya give some good head
Ya must be on yo period 'cause my dick is bloody red
I left it in you
I see you face ya about ta cry
But before ya do make me pull out them eyes
Make me slap yo motherf**kin' face but don't speak
That big round a** could make some good luncheon meat
In other words you're dead you got your cap peeled
See I'm a crazy motherf**ker and that sh*t's real
Yo man whacha think about that
Man what you say about that is bullsh*t that sh*t ain't real
Oh alight check this out
It's 1993 and master P is back in this motherf**ker
Ya know what I'm saying
I had to get a Lilia stupid 'cause last year some n**gard was talking sh*t
But see I'm back
Ya know what I'm saying
I'm about to get paid
And all them motherf**kers that try to stop me
There's gonna be a bloody murda
Yo Kent turn up some of that gangsta a** music
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