Murderers & Robbers - Project Pat

Murderers & Robbers - Project Pat

Альбом
Murderers & Robbers
Год
2000
Язык
`English`
Длительность
305090

Below is the lyrics of the song Murderers & Robbers , artist - Project Pat with translation

Lyrics " Murderers & Robbers "

Original text with translation

Murderers & Robbers

Project Pat

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Robber, Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down, blow a niggas ass off

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down, blow a niggas ass off

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down, blow a niggas ass off

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down, blow a niggas ass off

Now it’s a nigga all on the dick

Of the six double six

Mafia niggas pull them triggas

Let him feel the lead

It’s a pimp type nigga

But you don’t understand me

A Tec medallion on my rope

A Tec Ruger in my hang, g

Shootin' on these suckers who got anna

Because I won’t produce them a track

So I react by puttin' a bullet in they back

These niggas got problems, let it be known, ho

My .380'll solve 'em, like a psychiatrist

And yo this nigga be jealous when they see

How strong my pimpin' be

Pick the ho one day, the next day she’s workin' the street

I got game for 'em because these busters so lame

It ain’t a thing man for me to work a bitch man

I got money in my pocket from these hoes that I got

Been about my busi-ness, peepin' inside my fat stack

This Tec-9 makin' these motherfuckers panic

Held in the hand by a psychopathic schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down, blow a niggas ass off

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down, blow a niggas ass off

My name is Lord Infamous

Chainsaw blades grind down to the gristle

Stab you in your motherfucking face or hizzead with the chisel

Pistols, knives, niggas lives ain’t worth a nickel

Slice, blind eyes, Antichrist with the sickle

Scarecrow, demonic schizophrenic hell dweller

Pieces of decomposed bodies they fill up the bloody drawers down in my cellar

I need to quit drinking the liquor and chiefin' the blizzunts

That’s full of the reefer and we are the intoxicated suspects

It may be all the reasons why I feel these niggas must bleed

The evil seed, dead vultures in the trees

Intense pain, black razors in the breeze

Degrees, 600 Fahrenheit 66 Celsius

Lord Infamous the Scarecrow

Stab my pitchfork in your guts

Don’t hide just because Lucifer is coming

He knows all your secrets, no escape so why you running?

But you a gangster motherfucker, prove that shit you tell

My name is Lord Infamous fool and I sleep in hell

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down, blow a niggas ass off

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down, blow a niggas ass off

I’m the one you don’t fuck with so don’t even try me

A motherfucking soldier, you gon' have to kill me

Kill me you bitch ass boy that’s what I said

A murderer, robber, I’ll stab you in your head

I’m realistic to the god damn bone

You say you got a gang?

Goddammit bring it on

Cause niggas trip me out always trying to playin' that they hard

Ridin' around the hood shootin' up a nigga’s car

A car ain’t alive and a car ain’t the nigga

You sayin' I’mma die?

Motherfucker pull the trigga

I figured you’s a ho when I first caught you slippin'

Fool it’s Project Pat and I’m game for a killin'

Now thinkin' I’mma run, that’s a stupid ass mistake

You say you got a gun, I got a gun and I ain’t fake

I’ll take all the time that it takes this ain’t a try

Cause when I catch your ass, lame nigga you gon' die

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Murderer

Robber, Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down, blow a niggas ass off

Murderer, robber

Psychopathic, schizophrenic

Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down, blow a niggas ass off

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