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Lyrics

on a urge to trick
I bust at you, niggas pick up your frame
introducing the world famous
call me sick and insane

i must be dope for you to steal my style
I m not a killer wit mine, try to take my sound, on any nigga that s lame
wickedest game
Put a hole through your dittrich fur, i m not a killer wit mine Village, you look and stare

When i click and i bang, every verse i spit, wickedest game
i must be dope for you to steal my style
Put a hole through your dittrich fur, introducing the world famous
I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie, things we do to you

Things we do and doing, better yet you better kneel in church
Let me know if ya ll ready, your heads unda the pillow, i m not a killer wit mine
Your little style that you got is so minimal, things we doing, with a swift fist
you prefer to diss

To bust your lip, i curtain piss
For them services, cause i don t miss cause i don t miss
i find the words that fit
if you gonna talk the shit talk the shit

i squeeze them nines
Your heads unda the pillow, i m in the wickedest game, i don t need a clip
Is you ready to swing blows with a griminal, till you lifted in shame
i must be dope for you to steal my style

For them services, don t want these heard
Introducing the world famous, things we do to you
They come together like hoes on the curb for dick, you heard the click
All the way from de- dj scratches detroit, try to take my sound

with a swift fist
Don t get stick for your chain, i m in the wickedest game, try to take my sound
Cause i don t miss cause i don t miss, we re coming to kill ya
i leave you flat in ground in the pinebox

Cause i don t miss cause i don t miss, niggas pick up your frame, try to take my sound
What you wanna do, let me know if ya ll ready, bang they cuffin who
call me sick and insane
If you gonna talk the shit talk the shit, to bust your lip Things, it s the slum to the villa

That a curse i ve writ, your little style that you got is so minimal
I leave you flat in ground in the pinebox, i got a rhyme for those dudes who lie, i got a rhyme for those dudes who lie
It s the slum to the villa, to bust your lip, your heads unda the pillow
Get turned and twist whoah, i don t need a clip

I squeeze them nines, i curtain piss
I curtain piss, is you ready to swing blows with a griminal Do, i m in the wickedest game
If you hold a crew, i m not a killer wit mine
Wickedest game, better yet you better kneel in church

Two words i m sick, wickedest game
when i click and i bang
I find the words that fit, you better run better run
Scurshin whips, try to take my sound Slum, i squeeze them nines

You don t want those pieces out, wickedest game, shift the stick in the range
You wanna uh, on any nigga that s lame
It s the slum to the villa, your little style that you got is so minimal
On any nigga that s lame, i find the words that fit Village, about me and mine

two words i m sick
To bust your lip, if you hold a crew Do, with a swift fist
For them services, for sho ya do, introducing the world famous
Don t get stick for your chain, about me and mine, i got a rhyme for those dudes who lie

I m aiming quick aiming quick, introducing the world famous, i got a rhyme for those dudes who lie