I don’t know why we made this, but it’s hard. Follow “Lil Jax G” and “Sped the rapper” [intro-Don] Haha all out motherfuckers no holding back nigga, let’s go [verse-Sped the rapper] Drop a fuckin opp, Fuck the fuckin cops Hit yo ass lob sided the top popped off. Put the white in the back of her throat Have her ass killed, make the body float (woooosh) Then set her body on fire, leave it baked. Then throw her body in the motherfuckin lake. then we hit the hood do a stick up, pickup a nigga, drive by, pull the trigga of the 9mm make the motherfuckers die, we dark motherfuckers make smoke fill the sky. [chorus-Don] We motherfuckin killers, fuck the pricks Motherfucker we got the Model 66, Then we get a metal bat hit the nigga on the head, Leave his body on the floor, filled with lead. [verse-Don] Nigga pick one, my gat or a metal bat? Nah motherfucker you can’t speak with a gun in your fucking mouth motherfucker, shut up asshole. You didnt get the meth which is the fuckin reason for your death [chorus-Don] We motherfuckin killers, fuck the pricks Motherfucker we got the Model 66, Then we get a metal bat hit the nigga on the head, Leave his body on the floor filled with lead. [verse-Jax] Why the fuck am I involved i ain’t in no gang? just grew up in the streets, and mastered the beat, this bitch like a Sour Patch she sour then sweet. You probably didn’t know a white person could rap like a motherfucking boss playa, and bitch don’t be late I’d hate to pull the trigga, helpin out pimps that’s why they call me wigga. [chorus-Don] We motherfuckin killers, fuck the pricks Motherfucker we got the Model 66, Then we get a metal bat hit the nigga on the head, Leave his body on the floor filled with lead. [verse-Sped the rapper] Nigga it’s like Tupac said you wanna ride or die, wanna ride high or get fucked and die? Ima crazy lil gangsta if you double cross or fuck with us nicker, we gonna make you die quicker. Don’t bring my baby mama into this or you’ll get your ass dropped and brother popped we make your life a livin Hell, hell to I reach Hell, hell I ain’t scared, your the one who should be scared I’m already there (where?) in the same room as you with a boomstick (what’s that?) your about to find out real quick. [chorus-Don] We motherfuckin killers, fuck the pricks Motherfucker we got the Model 66, Then we get a metal bat hit the nigga on the head, Leave his body on the floor filled with lead. [verse-Don] Hey you don’t wanna fuck with me, Friends neither, you ain’t nothin but a dick to me, I’mma fuckin kill you. Bitch you gonna fuckin die, make smoke fill the sky, leave a burnout as we ride away, if you get caught in our cross air your gonna feel the ray. [chorus-Don] We motherfuckin killers, fuck the pricks Motherfucker we got the Model 66, Then we get a metal bat hit the nigga on the head, Leave his body on the floor filled with lead. [outro-Don] West side nigga we motherfuckin killers, Comptonnnnn!
