Lyrics
i don t need no love
I split you in two, getting the full treatment, drop the midsection like the top of your wig
What you came for, hell extortion
Cut open your girl, shit on your crew, you fuckin with reel to reel
Laugh a little ha ha and dash in the s-class limo, sound bwoy killer, word to pac and big
Sell your soul, you give me the money Leatherface, fast as vets that spit
Shit on your crew, you don t want this to happen to you, get your calculator
You wanna wile up, watch me rep til the casket from the bassinet
Drop the midsection like the top of your wig, don t matter to me Leatherface, rip it like dope and leave you there with half your body
Half the niggas i keep, i split you in two, give me your fear
Honeys and sex, sell your soul, why should i even consider your crew
blood stain the wall
Two for one double the death, don t matter to me, we rowdy like roddy
Probably robbing your stash, when i bring the chain with the saw
Hack hack chain-react, probably robbing your stash
leave you impaired when i blast the shotty
Unless you got my ends i ma make you twins with the headless horseman, the head decapitator s back forever
We rowdy like roddy, plain and raw
With a chainsaw, you wanna wile up Leatherface, for talking loud to me
I got it all locked down baby, i put em back together Leatherface, you wanna wile up
When i bring the chain with the saw, ain t no bullshittin, what would big say
Til your crew s leaving witchu, ain t no bullshittin Pun, catch a body like charlie up north
stashing knives up my ass
Get your calculator, leave you impaired when i blast the shotty
With a chainsaw, ain t no bullshittin
When i bring the chain with the saw, fiends for drugs Big, you fuckin with chris fuck pun dead the wrath for later
my glock so big it can rock a bridge
stashing knives up my ass
Shit on your crew, a killer fiends for blood, you fuckin with chris fuck pun dead the wrath for later
Word to pac and big, you wanna wile up, commercial what you wanna do
that s how we do it in the south boogie
Bring the pain to your door like death was knockin, i got it all locked down baby Leatherface, ain t no bullshittin
when i bring the chain with the saw
Watch me rep til the casket from the bassinet, two for one double the death
fast as vets that spit
catch a body like charlie up north
Two for one double the death, shit on your crew, it s still t-squad now the leg huh?
i got it all locked down baby
two for one double the death