Tales From The Crib- Chopped and Screwed up(Remix)

trap, Southern hip hop, chopped and screwed

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[ Verse 1]
that's all I have to say 
when I see your face
 it's nanana...that's all 
I see you with knowing you you 
ain't nothing but 
a sequel tool low budget 
film shallow actors don't 
even know how to read

him I don't care what 
you say to me you 
would never be with us 
you're them dealing 
with those who 
don't give a fuck 
so me and my wife relax

and laugh and chuckle 
while smack your ass 
across your face 
with this buckle like 
I'm Pootie Tang tiptoe tipitate....
I don't give a fuck 
today you're a pick 
the right day now

it's Chucky 
you want to play...
when I run you over 
and his Jeep Cherokee 
you do not want to fuck 
with me I'm going 
off-road...
on your face 
closed casket you

[ course]
Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh
Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh (whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho)
Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh
Beh-peh-peh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh

[ Verse 2]
see ask your family 
do I leave a bad taste 
white is crippling 
your body in your face off 
the pavement what 
tired marks and scrapes 
I tied you with some 
hemp rope on the back 
of my Jeep

and I drag you down 
the dirt road for 7 miles 
but that's my favorite 
number of completion 
I'll waste these miles 
I don't give a fuck 
about your smile you

can look like 
a a Jack O'Lantern
in the mouth 
and not waiting 
to stick 
a candle inside you 
because every day

is Halloween so peekaboo 
I see your lame ass 
today you even look 
at your head up even 
waved at me 
and say hey only waste me 
throwing my hands up

[ Verse 3]
to say hi even give you 
a praise cuz you 
really don't know 
my name you should 
be very afraid but life 
is like Jeepers Creepers 
I'm collecting something off 
your ass today 
I rather cut off your nose 
to spite your face

and cut your tongue off 
so you never have 
a Trace if you had 
a tail I clipped that 
too you ain't nothing 
but a bitch 
you're a pitbull 
now what you have to say

I'm going to kill you 
and your race call me 
John Wick I go hard 
for my dog real quick 
if you keep on playing with me 
I'm have to hit your ass 
with this switch 
and I'm not talking about one 
off the tree

I'm talking about 
the one with the 
hundred round clip 
and it silencer you won't 
hear shit but too cute 
whip whip whip whip whip....
 going to your wheelchair 
real quick I got everybody 
on the highway crashing 
and flipping cars 
like I'm bad boys 
and I'm Michael Larry bitch.....!!!!

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[ course] DJ spacecloud DJ spacecloud Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh (whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho) Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh Beh-peh-peh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh [ Verse 1] that's all I have to say when I see your face it's nanana...that's all I see you with knowing you you ain't nothing but a sequel tool low budget film shallow actors don't even know how to read him I don't care what you say to me you would never be with us you're them dealing with those who don't give a fuck so me and my wife relax and laugh and chuckle while smack your ass across your face with this buckle like I'm Pootie Tang tiptoe tipitate.... I don't give a fuck today you're a pick the right day now it's Chucky you want to play... when I run you over and his Jeep Cherokee you do not want to fuck with me I'm going off-road... on your face closed casket you [ course] Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh (whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho) Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh Beh-peh-peh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh [ Verse 2] see ask your family do I leave a bad taste white is crippling your body in your face off the pavement what tired marks and scrapes I tied you with some hemp rope on the back of my Jeep and I drag you down the dirt road for 7 miles but that's my favorite number of completion I'll waste these miles I don't give a fuck about your smile you can look like a a Jack O'Lantern in the mouth and not waiting to stick a candle inside you because every day is Halloween so peekaboo I see your lame ass today you even look at your head up even waved at me and say hey only waste me throwing my hands up [ course] Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh (whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho) Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh Beh-peh-peh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh [ Verse 3] to say hi even give you a praise cuz you really don't know my name you should be very afraid but life is like Jeepers Creepers I'm collecting something off your ass today I rather cut off your nose to spite your face and cut your tongue off so you never have a Trace if you had a tail I clipped that too you ain't nothing but a bitch you're a pitbull now what you have to say I'm going to kill you and your race call me John Wick I go hard for my dog real quick if you keep on playing with me I'm have to hit your ass with this switch and I'm not talking about one off the tree I'm talking about the one with the hundred round clip and it silencer you won't hear shit but too cute whip whip whip whip whip.... going to your wheelchair real quick I got everybody on the highway crashing and flipping cars like I'm bad boys and I'm Michael Larry bitch.....!!!! [ course] Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh (whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho) Eh eh eh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh Beh-peh-peh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh, neh-neh neh-neh DJ spacecloud DJ spacecloud

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