| The lyric of Kill Your Ass, Trick Daddy's song [Chorus] I m a fuck around and kill yo ass I m a fuck around and kill yo ass Fuck around and kill yo ass (say what) I m a fuck around and kill yo ass [Trick Daddy] I m having a supper with some lonely motherfucker Some little boney motherfucker You killed my homie motherfucker So what a real nigga posed to do Get ghost and kill every bitch close to you And you probley gone kill me if I ain t careful Probley gone damn near me if I ain t careful Now you fucking with the wrong nigga I ll follow you home niggaready to pull the motherfucking trigger Cause I ain t fucking with nobodyowe nobody Need nobody but my shottie See all my ex-friends was ex-consmost of them dead and gone Therefore I m ridding for em I m putting holes in you cocksucker I m closing shop on your block with this glock sucker Won t be no serving on this corner Won t be no hangingswangingswerving on this corner I gives a fuck about your homie You can play crazy if ya want tobut ya pussy when I get up on ya But when these blades go to choppingniggas gone be dropping And vertebras going to be rocking And I m a.. [Chorus] [Trick Daddy] I gives a fuck that you getting do I gives a fuck bout your hoegives a fuck bout who she know Ain t no joking in my gamedon t get chained and slanged about my cocaine I know some niggaswho want to smoke He want some hotter green and a quarter head for that coke Won t be no jacking while I m stacking Won t be no slappingno laughingor no motherfucking macking Just me and my workers in a circle And ain t nobody and hiding round cause if they is I got to hurt ya And if it s worth it we ll dirt ya I know ya strapped so I m wait for I search ya I know ya scaredand you gonna get itand I can feel yo ass Put this thing inside your head and I m kill yo ass [Chorus x4]
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