X-raided Liquor Niggas & Triggas lyrics

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Liquor Niggas & Triggas by X-raided Liquor Niggas & Triggas lyrics [X-Raided] Nigga recognize I'm that motherfuckin locc 08 drinkin got me high givin head to my 44 They can't blame me for the actions I take in a sicc state of mind as I premedi-tiz-ate Fifty-one-fifty as my brain liquifies Every swig a nigga takes crazy thoughts intensifies I'm ready to ride, I'm Mr. Hyde murderin Dr. Jeckyl You aint funkin wit a pyscho no more X-loc is goin cleptomaniac, stealin' yo' life cayse I gives a fuck about ya That's why I'm using that 44 to blow them brains up out cha Dumb shit green shit hitting the concrete Youse a victim of me on inez street I shoot you in the head and let that ass decay You been laying in the street so long your brains is turning gray You niggaz can't deal wit a fool thats full of that 08 liquor shit I'm runnin around town wit a bad ass attitude and two extra clips With a 44 automatic nigga you know you gotta duck Either that or be another victim of a motherfuckin slaughter Best for the hoe the 44 magnum got me stressin My mind was tellin me no but the 40 ounce kept tellin me yes He had on a vest, but I still managed to leave that ass for dead Cuz there ain't one motherfucker in the whole wide world with a bullet proof forehead So when you see me swiggin that 08 liquor hold your breath I'm slammin the bottle upside your dome when ain't none left [Chorus: x2] Cause I don't love you hoes, I don't love you niggaz All I'm givin a fuck is about my liquor and my triggas When I'm off that OE, when I'm off that OE Lo better watch your back for nervous mo For really though really though [X-Raided] I'm sewing up slube eating up drinking your blood like liquor Its all because I'm givin a fuck and I got no love for you niggas I'm leavin up outta the house when it's time to ride and create some death Only thing I got with me is a 40 of E and it ain't enough left for me to be pourin it out for the next motherfucker resting in peace I love my homies and G's, but it's EBK when the trigger released For those who don't know, it's EveryBody Killa, step on back Ain't no time tryin to be chhosy when I'm fucked up, pullin the cap And the reason, a murder's good enough to put these hot ones on ya Nigga run on up go ahead you can be a victim if you wanna Aint no thing to me we can do it any way you want a do it It'll hurt you more than it'll hurt me when I put these bullets to it Blow them brains up out you wit a 44 caliber magnum crom Only thing that's at the scene is a 40 ounce bottle but all the liquors gone They looking for a motherfucker but fool they'll never find a locc You get in the shower I'm ass naked right behind your door Sicc like Norman Bates, I'm murdering like a motherfuck Wit a gun in one hand a 40 in the other one fool up and down the trunk Like Jimmy Jones, David Koresh I'm having these fools strapped, drinking cyanide They burning themselves up trying to get the fuck away from the X but ain't nowhere to hide Let me play that Jack Kevorkian, I'm Dr. Death, assisting a suicide When I put in my clip I caulk it back it goes clack clack That's one in the chamba (chamber) one for your nuts and one for your bitch's cat I swig my 40 and fool I ain't pouring out not one drop Straight sicc in the dome, I thought you knew My nigga that's on the blocc [Chorus x2] When I die its time to put atop my let my homies do it They could pump me up with the O8 (yodda) instead of embalmin fluid And when you barry me put a 40 and a gun in the casket with me So I can be buzzin when my cousins come to hell to get me Im giving up nothing steady be bustin caps all over the place I got the Devil so high he told me to get the fuck out of his face So now Im back and ready to motivate this old shit Beat judicisim locc up because I cut off dicks like a circumsisim I pick up the 4-0, mo' goes down my throat and hits my tonsils I look up to throw up the blocc I'm to' up and can't be held responsible Three strikes giving up life for traffic tickets and petty shit So I'm going out making everybody going look like that spaghetti shit Stay out my way unless you to get your life took Motherfuck your little hit list, I got a big ass hit book But that cereal murdering 44 magnum will take him off the street and put him in a grave with a whole in his head which is made with the reefer system it is And I'm that one drunk motherfucker thats at your funeral home Sicc with death and taking that eightball piss all over your gravestone So when you see me swiggin that 0 8 liquor hold your breath I'm slammin the bottle upside your dome when ain't none left, 'cuz [Chorus....]


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