I Ain't Cha Friend (Explicit)

Yeah ya'll thought that underground s**t

Wouldn't gon' work in ya

Yeah

For the wages of sin is death

For the gift of god is eternal life

Through Jesus Christ our lord

Roman 6 23 n***a

Read it and weep biatch

Koopsta Knicca

Hit a man bustin' up in my door

So I grab my 44

Now them bustas on the floor

Covered up by pillows

Oh no

I'm lookin' for them trizicks

Tryin' to put a group up in they clizick

I'm comin' up quick

I'm takin' no shots bustin' these caps off in these b***hes

So why you wanna mess with this

So why you wanna take off this piece

Fool I'm bad to the bone jone chrome tech

Fatality

You'll be fled

I'll be glad

When I make you hit that grass

I ain't showin' no mercy

God d**n it I'm bustin' that a*s

I'm havin' cisions of flesh

Like that roozer tech

That mess in my head

If the constantly teachin' this evil s**t

You hear some laughin' whose that in the window gaspin'

Now if you feel me tell me whose that creepin' for your head

Gangsta Boo

This goes out to all of you suckas

Includin' you crossers

Includin' you bustas

This s**t is so f**ked up

I can't even trust ya

This lady is tried of you motherf**kers

I'm bumpin' so hard

It's like oh my god

Gangsta Boo is rippin' the mic all apart

If your a*s wasn't so full of that fart

Never would you have tasted me from the start

I'm trying to tell you h*e

Let me tell you b***h

You ain't my f**kin' friend

Prophet Entertainment member known as Boo

Had to tell your a*s time and time again

Ride with my click

B***h Triple 6

Is all I need plus my w**d and the n I n e

To keep you frilly h*es off of me

Come into my face

With that pimpin' a*s s**t

Watch you see this gangsta b***h get scandolous

You friendly a*s h*es I scratch off my list

I don't need you

Don't want you b***h

Crunchy Blac

Friends like foes in these h*es

Keep on talkin' that s**t

Actin' like they bad as f**k

But they ain' really talkin' bout' s**t

Keep on dissin' this click

And we gon' hurt one of you tricks

Put your body in a ditch

Or dig a grave for that s**t

Don't you ask who like it

Crunchy Blac did it b***h

Keep on talkin' all that noise

And I'ma get big like big business

I have to tell these n***as time and time again

B***h I ain't your f**kin' friend

I'll do your a*s in

DJ Paul

Smiles can be deceivin'

Even if it's your friends

And h*es that know we can't be even Steven

Should not believe in

Too late one of them slip it's my foes

You already got my glock to the back of your head

Prayers already said

Done consider yourself dead

Your family and friends might be sayin' that I crossed you out

But n***a you was fake from the beginning

So I had to toss you out

Friend I'm no more

I kill all you foes

Step in my trunk

And I give it to a stroll 40 mag to yo back

The hammer release

And leave your chest with holes

Fall in the club

With that buck a*s s**t

Ya want da mike then I'ma slap ya wit da mike b***h

U couldn't rock it wit a test tube and pot

It's kind of hard

You can't beat us

And you can't join us

Cause we ain't gonna stop if you don't stop

Scarecrow

Some of the superior astronomical bends

From that of my mystical dreams

Of the many scenes

Mighty manipulative mercilous multiple murderers

Sit back in dangerous

Hittin' and strippin'

And critical injury

Misery seriously witness to the tremory

Trajedy agany infamy agany brutal mentality

Assassatain

My voodoo tribe

If you don't want to be fried

Put on a feary disguise

Lord Infamous takn' no prisoners

Forget the begging pleading and the cries

Your reservation revalation

A satanic nation

Has be prophesized

I can look in your eyes and tell that there is fear

From the eternal burning of each of your lies

Flights of headlights

Black clothes and limos

Another negro startin' to decompose

From his casket the Scarecrow shall place a bloody black rose

Who knows that hate

That goes behind closed doors

With corpses froze in six foot holes

Wicked throws

Evil flows and torturing of foes

Yeah I ain't ya f**kin' friend

You do your a*s in n***a

Laughter

Three 6 mafia comin' at your a*s for the 9 7 b***h

Yeah

Watch your back n***as

You know who you are motherf**ker

That brown s**t would

Laughter