Triple K Mafia by MoonMan Lyrics
[Intro]
Gay
Gay
Gay
Gay
Ahhhhh
Yeahhhhh
[Verse 1]
First verse, someone call a nurse
I fucked up a nigga who stole a bitch's purse
Bust out my nine, shot him seventeen times
Blew his body, but all this monkey head was dimes
It's getting kinda chilly here in downtown Philly
About to hit the streets with my rock hard willy
My AK is blasting as I spin around in circles
Kill streak combo, I'm going berserker
[Verse 2]
Second verse, shit's getting worse
I'm making niggers roll away inside a hearse
I slash their chugglers, grape soda spills out
With the war cry of six million more I shall
Getting frisky with your mother I snap that thong
But when I took the bag off her face she looked kinda wrong
I'm not letting this beast near my dong
Let's just continue this song
[Verse 3]
Third verse, and I'm about to curse
I pump my shotgun and niggers disperse
A handful of spearchuggers still lingering around
It's time to kill them all without a sound
Sneak up on behind one like asassins creed
And I squeeze his skull until his eyes bleed
Rinse and repeat, for about one hour
Over their bloody corpses I will tower
[Verse 4]
Final verse, no need to rehearse
I'm going to kill all the blacks in the universe
Across the galaxies whites shall rule
But you have to get good grades in school
We're building a giant space wall just for fun
So illegal aliens along real ones
I'm not sure about banging martian whores
But their moms probably look better than yours
[Outro]
Triple K mafia bringing you victorious power latest about them
Stealing more petes, because the juiced pantorestos if they try
Gay
Gay
Gay
Gay
Ahhhhh
Yeahhhhh
[Verse 1]
First verse, someone call a nurse
I fucked up a nigga who stole a bitch's purse
Bust out my nine, shot him seventeen times
Blew his body, but all this monkey head was dimes
It's getting kinda chilly here in downtown Philly
About to hit the streets with my rock hard willy
My AK is blasting as I spin around in circles
Kill streak combo, I'm going berserker
[Verse 2]
Second verse, shit's getting worse
I'm making niggers roll away inside a hearse
I slash their chugglers, grape soda spills out
With the war cry of six million more I shall
Getting frisky with your mother I snap that thong
But when I took the bag off her face she looked kinda wrong
I'm not letting this beast near my dong
Let's just continue this song
[Verse 3]
Third verse, and I'm about to curse
I pump my shotgun and niggers disperse
A handful of spearchuggers still lingering around
It's time to kill them all without a sound
Sneak up on behind one like asassins creed
And I squeeze his skull until his eyes bleed
Rinse and repeat, for about one hour
Over their bloody corpses I will tower
[Verse 4]
Final verse, no need to rehearse
I'm going to kill all the blacks in the universe
Across the galaxies whites shall rule
But you have to get good grades in school
We're building a giant space wall just for fun
So illegal aliens along real ones
I'm not sure about banging martian whores
But their moms probably look better than yours
[Outro]
Triple K mafia bringing you victorious power latest about them
Stealing more petes, because the juiced pantorestos if they try