And They Hate It by Cursed Lyrics
[Intro]
Alright man, hell yeah, well I'll get with you later then homeboy
Yeah, alright hell yeah, shit, that's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout these papers here right here?
Yeah, listen, turn that shit huh
'Cause I ain't just no motherfuckin' fool up in these streets, I'm finna get some hard shit
Tell me, any sorry ass slippin' and you wouldn't put the clip in?
Shit man, that's what I'm fuckin talkin' about, goddamn break them laws
Man fuck them-man fuck y'all muhfuckers, y'all bitch-ass hoes, fuck y'all muhfuckers
I ain't finna be taking enough of nobody's shit, I break in and fuck y'all muhfuckers shit
That's what the fuck I'm talkin' about, shit, ain't nobody on my level man
Step to me and meet the devil
[Verse]
It's the bitch, killa Cursed A. K. A. killa devil
DOOMSHOP bitch you ain't on the fuckin' level
Fuck with a killa? Dig your grave with a shovel
All I want, .50 cal, heavy metal
Pills with some hate, it's a pure anger
Holocaust curse, issa automatic banger
A six-barrel strap with one in the chamber
Tell ya homies and watch 'em hang up the stranger
Shut up, smoke a blunt it's that 1-8-6
Goin' out, fuckin' deepin', watch me creepin' while you sleep
Blowin' out, couple bitches for all the homies that we see
Diggin' down in the earth six motherfuckin' feet
Got the 9's double band, 30 shots in the clip
Goin' out like a dud, put the bounce on the bitch
It's that type of killa shit that make your left thigh twitch
Got 1-8-6 dead bodies lined up in the ditch
[Outro x 32]
DOOMSHOP, killa clique
Alright man, hell yeah, well I'll get with you later then homeboy
Yeah, alright hell yeah, shit, that's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout these papers here right here?
Yeah, listen, turn that shit huh
'Cause I ain't just no motherfuckin' fool up in these streets, I'm finna get some hard shit
Tell me, any sorry ass slippin' and you wouldn't put the clip in?
Shit man, that's what I'm fuckin talkin' about, goddamn break them laws
Man fuck them-man fuck y'all muhfuckers, y'all bitch-ass hoes, fuck y'all muhfuckers
I ain't finna be taking enough of nobody's shit, I break in and fuck y'all muhfuckers shit
That's what the fuck I'm talkin' about, shit, ain't nobody on my level man
Step to me and meet the devil
[Verse]
It's the bitch, killa Cursed A. K. A. killa devil
DOOMSHOP bitch you ain't on the fuckin' level
Fuck with a killa? Dig your grave with a shovel
All I want, .50 cal, heavy metal
Pills with some hate, it's a pure anger
Holocaust curse, issa automatic banger
A six-barrel strap with one in the chamber
Tell ya homies and watch 'em hang up the stranger
Shut up, smoke a blunt it's that 1-8-6
Goin' out, fuckin' deepin', watch me creepin' while you sleep
Blowin' out, couple bitches for all the homies that we see
Diggin' down in the earth six motherfuckin' feet
Got the 9's double band, 30 shots in the clip
Goin' out like a dud, put the bounce on the bitch
It's that type of killa shit that make your left thigh twitch
Got 1-8-6 dead bodies lined up in the ditch
[Outro x 32]
DOOMSHOP, killa clique