KRYPTIC STYLES
DEVILISH TRIO
GENRE
[Sampled: Mack D.L.E. - Laid Back]
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
[Verse: Baker]
Murder, murder on my mind
Blunts [?] you pass the time
Homicides, [?] are right
Sorry, I kryptic in the night
Playeristic with the kryptic styles
In ways I'm buckin' bitches
Toe to toe, kill for blow
Deep inside my mind I know
Never loosin', bitch I'm cruisin'
In your competitions steppin'
Deep behind the mist
Is the playa that can't be forgettin'
Never slippin', always pimpin'
Clickin' with evil intentions
Always holdin', bustas floating
Cannot stop what has awoken
Whеn you sleep, bitch we creep
Six deep, yeah we free
Fuck with mе - you get defeat
Bustas coward ain't retreat
Eyes load from the bud
That I'm smokin'
Spirits be provokin'
Now took a me was spoken
No hoe, grab tha throw
Of the game, yes
Baker here to claim
Enemies they left behind
Just a creep from beneath
No remorses in my heart
If the light of the dark
So to rule I play the part
Horror thangs
Visualising whats the game
Here the busta floats in
And rob [?] every thang
Never scared, be prepared
When I'm strolling in the day
Just a young evil playa
From the South bringin' pain
[Sampled: Mack D.L.E. - Laid Back]
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
[Verse: Hydra Mane]
Mask on my face
Boutta make a homicide
If my partner Baker up
Tell him bring that fucking knife
Walkin' right up to your house
Kill your family then we out
Murda in the first degree
Killas from the dirty South
Drag your body to the river
Victim of this fucking Glock
Slangin' dope, fuck the cops
I keep my dope up in my sock
Testin' on my nuts, get that knife
Pointed that yo dome
Run up on my partner poppin' slugs
In your fucking zone
Hydra Mane, I'm on the creep
Got some manners for the weak
With my click we ridin' deep
And lay yo face down on the street
I don't give a fuck, hoe
Smokin' blunts, ride slow
Fuck with Doomshop
Live you dead stangin' on the flow
You're deceased and your soul
I will retrieve, I live in hell you don't believe
I do this devil shit with ease
I'll have you on your fucking knees
Beggin' for your life
Victim of this butcher knife
Hide your body in the woods
Then you will be sacrificed
Gettin' buck, gettin' buck
Murda, murda, fuck with us
Demons in my soul
So the violence is a fucking must
Bustas mane I do not trust
No dope for these dirty sluts
Takin' all shots, commentin' -
All I see is blood
[Sampled: Mack D.L.E. - Laid Back]
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
[Verse: Baker]
Murder, murder on my mind
Blunts [?] you pass the time
Homicides, [?] are right
Sorry, I kryptic in the night
Playeristic with the kryptic styles
In ways I'm buckin' bitches
Toe to toe, kill for blow
Deep inside my mind I know
Never loosin', bitch I'm cruisin'
In your competitions steppin'
Deep behind the mist
Is the playa that can't be forgettin'
Never slippin', always pimpin'
Clickin' with evil intentions
Always holdin', bustas floating
Cannot stop what has awoken
Whеn you sleep, bitch we creep
Six deep, yeah we free
Fuck with mе - you get defeat
Bustas coward ain't retreat
Eyes load from the bud
That I'm smokin'
Spirits be provokin'
Now took a me was spoken
No hoe, grab tha throw
Of the game, yes
Baker here to claim
Enemies they left behind
Just a creep from beneath
No remorses in my heart
If the light of the dark
So to rule I play the part
Horror thangs
Visualising whats the game
Here the busta floats in
And rob [?] every thang
Never scared, be prepared
When I'm strolling in the day
Just a young evil playa
From the South bringin' pain
[Sampled: Mack D.L.E. - Laid Back]
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
[Verse: Hydra Mane]
Mask on my face
Boutta make a homicide
If my partner Baker up
Tell him bring that fucking knife
Walkin' right up to your house
Kill your family then we out
Murda in the first degree
Killas from the dirty South
Drag your body to the river
Victim of this fucking Glock
Slangin' dope, fuck the cops
I keep my dope up in my sock
Testin' on my nuts, get that knife
Pointed that yo dome
Run up on my partner poppin' slugs
In your fucking zone
Hydra Mane, I'm on the creep
Got some manners for the weak
With my click we ridin' deep
And lay yo face down on the street
I don't give a fuck, hoe
Smokin' blunts, ride slow
Fuck with Doomshop
Live you dead stangin' on the flow
You're deceased and your soul
I will retrieve, I live in hell you don't believe
I do this devil shit with ease
I'll have you on your fucking knees
Beggin' for your life
Victim of this butcher knife
Hide your body in the woods
Then you will be sacrificed
Gettin' buck, gettin' buck
Murda, murda, fuck with us
Demons in my soul
So the violence is a fucking must
Bustas mane I do not trust
No dope for these dirty sluts
Takin' all shots, commentin' -
All I see is blood
[Sampled: Mack D.L.E. - Laid Back]
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Chillin' laid back with the, with the, with the
Says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way, in my, in my
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
Buddha, hook up with my
Hook up with my, with my ni-
Blunts around, before you pass
Before you pass, you pass, you pass
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