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children of the corn (memphis) - lookin for a murderer كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
lookin’ for the murderer who roam the streets of westwood
lookin’ for the murderer who roam the streets of westwood
lookin’ for the murderer who roam the streets of westwood
lookin’ for the murderer who lookin’ for the murderer who
lookin’ for the lookin’ for the lookin’ for the murderer

sh_t deep hoe westwood cl!ck

lookin’ lookin’ for the murderer
lookin’ lookin’ for the murderer

[verse 1: myke myke]
westwood streets is where i dwell deep in the heart now westwood bound
i sweat the track and l_b_g to get up on a quarter pound
scoop my n_ggas biggie and mac e i’m straight from double tree
roamin’ through winchester park with drill on the side of me
no anna in the hood we stick together just like crazy glue
player hataz try to test this sh_t that’s when they force us to
get up out our p_i_d you d_i_e that’s how it be
drag you through the woods and hang your body from a f_ckin’ tree
my hood is filled with k!llers, dope dealers, money makers [jaw?]
born and raised a thug if you step to us that ass is gone
ain’t no love can’t you tell n_gga we forever thick
friday night’s i’m in the club claimin’ westwood b_tch
[chorus]
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself

[verse 2: cocomo]
i’m creepin’ through the darkness so i never [?] k!lla [?]
w_e_s_t strictly for my p_e in the woods
cl!ckin’ with them k!llas on other [?] couple ride
sweet talk pass that blunt so [we can/wicked?] smoke out on the homicide
chi chi on the devel sh_t i guess he f_cked up in the brain
murder one the maliki he strictly mentally insane
you bustas that i’m disrespect my hood this sh_t goin’ make my day
glock up to your dome funeral home is where you hoe for lay
d.t.p. up in this b_tch yeah they f_ckin’ up the scene
westwood comin’ supa deep we hittin’ b_tches [?] for your brain
anna chrest to [air?] the atmosphere but still i’m full of funk
never will [appear?] punk the westwood k!llas stayin’ crunk

[chorus]
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself
[verse 3: cocomo]
i’m chillin’ like a villain cause i’m [cooler?] then a f_ckin’ [?]
standin’ on the corner marijuana swisher in my hand
label the unholy one cause really i don’t give a f_ck
look out strictly about my hustle test thst sh_t i’m f_ck you up
cl!ckin’ with them westwood k!llas buried b_tches in the ditch
myke myke got the shovel talk about the lower level sh_t

[verse 4: myke myke]
every now and then we got a b_tch who try to test this sh_t
get out on the heavy dope and leave you body bl__dy b_tch
maliki, tony b, [?], geeky t, gg money [?] the all them n_ggas down with me
so do you get the [?] this for all you hoes who’s hate this cl!ck
i never [?] i’m forever westwood b_tch

[chorus]
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself
westwood b_tch, westwood b_tch break yourself

- children of the corn memphis

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