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the ridgegrove mafia - face to face كلمات الأغنية

crazy institutional k!lla im the [?]
i peel a n_ggas cap, and watch his brain drop in his lap
insanity the man in me, possessed, by evil demons
waking up, shooting at [?] cause i heard voices screaming
into the triple six, the devil is talkin’ sh_t
telling me to get my tone, and go out and k!ll a b_tch
i drink me some liquor sit back and scope like a maniac
a busta can’t take me cause [?] can’t be having that

murder, murder, true gansters that i heard a
b_tch ass n_gga with his nuts up
f_cking with the one, to the eight, to the seven
spread your last ana sl!ck ass to eleven

suicidal thoughts, in my brain make my nerves jump
so i go upstairs, to my closet get the sawed off pump
and go on a mission on the street out to k!ll
i don’t feel, no remorse dead corpse is the source that be soothing me
the devil is schooling me, ruling me
on top [?] evil form
[?] cause im project born
i hang with some real k!llas
full clip
yeah thats my n_gga dj sound [?]
and my n_gga big mac
i’m losing my f_cking mind
better again i think i lost it
if there was a line of death
i already crossed it
they see i dont give a f_ck about my own self
f_cking with a real k!lla n_gga your face to face with death
raised_ raised in the grove, where the n_ggas [?] x3
[?]

mo murder beat the man in me insanity
demons taking over me
goin’ on another k!lling spree
evil screams from the dark side telling me to k!ll again
9 times out of 10, full clip gotta comprehend
listening to them voices hearing noises in my bedroom
12 o’clock at midnight waking up, in a cold tomb
homicidle flashback with the nine millimeter gat
coughing up some blood, is them thugs
coughing up bullets up

in his brain, im insane mane its the d l g
pickin’ and packin’ the tec 9 for all you bustas with the ana g
pitty pat, chrome gat, smacking one of these b_tches [?]
hollow sh_lls of h_ll, when im blasting [?]
one eight seven two eleven deadly be this f_cking gang
hit you to the brain, close range cause im crazy mane
pistol packing never lack slacking, up
while im serving hoe, blasting letting go
im about that mo murder mo murder mo murder

raised_ raised in the grove, where the n_ggas [?] x3
[?]
raised_ raised in the grove, where the n_ggas [?] x3
[?]

- the ridgegrove mafia

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