Wita Mask On (Explicit)

Wita Mask On (Explicit) - X-Raided/Luni Coleone/Da' Misses/Chopah

Yes motherf**kers

Yet you have entered the psycho ward

Where the X-Raided lays his head niggas

So let that ni**a tell his story beotch

I be stalkin' like jason ni**a I ain't sayin' sh*t

Mask on wit' a machedi in my right mit

Ain't gong be no cha cha cha cha cha cha

'Cause all you gon' be hearin' is ratta-tat and pop pop

And it ain't gotta be no friday the thirteenth

I don't give a f**k if it's sunday the fifteenth

Any day is good for me to go and kill a ho

So f**k the money mo murder mo murder mo

And it's a nightmare on yo' mama's street

But freddy's b**ch-a** is dead

So now you got to deal wit' me

And ain't no need to make no part two three or fo'

'Cause I'm gon' kill 'em all in that first episode

Slit 'em open with the straight razor

Killin' 'em quicker than that mother f**ker pinhead on hellraiser

I'm hellbound so the X-Raided loc ain't no joke

When I creep I use that nine-millimeter

To split yo' face wide open

'Cause ni**a you know I got no brain

Mama said when I was young

I didn't play I liked to gangbang

My psychiatrist told me I was totally insane

I'm packin' a millimeter nine-a nina it's same daisy

I got that loco-active siccness

Makin' a ni**a lunatic

I fit you filthy murderous when I'm blastin' on them b**ches

Killin' 'em up fillin' 'em up with lead

I'm full of that liquor

I'm stickin' my trigga unloadin' da sh*t sicc

So psychoactive ni**a bangin'

The deuce-fo' s t r to the double e t

Don't tell my nina you seem to be incubate

And I ain't trippin' on all

That payback sh*t you ripped in jail

By then i'll have that nine to make

That brain thang hang out ni**a

You f**kin' with the g'sta

When you runnin' up on the x

You better bring your favorite preacher witchya

'Cause you gon' need him to be a witness when I smoke ya

Look you in yo' eyes and say you shoulda been a loc'sta

Creepin' through the dark with that motherf**kin' mask on

Packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast on

Creepin' through the dark

Murderin' motherf**kers

Aimin' for the heart

Slaughterin' motherf**kers

Creepin' through the dark with that motherf**kin' mask on

Packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast on

Creepin' through the dark

Murderin' motherf**kers

Aimin' for the heart

Slaughterin' motherf**kers

Pick up yo' god damn remote turn on your TV

Ya hit the channel to one eighty-seven faculty

Look in the light you'll see that sista hey LSG

Oh with the stogie-ogie-ogie now follow me

And to your death yeah b**ch you shouldn'tna f**ked with a g

'Cause I got that S A C on my motherf**kin' family uzi

Sh*t it gets crazier disect your f**kin' heart

And bury your a** in the motherf**kin' park

Pop chop chop goes your head

'Cause it's the bloody murdy with the ammo gat that ya felt

My dear catch the needle in your eye

Time to get wicked oh yeah time to die

'Cause the voices be sayin'

Misses start sprayin'

On these punk-a** niggas talkin' sh*t and nuts ain't even hangin'

So slippedy slip slip slip slip slide

Got the f**kin' glock and on your soul I'm a ride

Because it's the motherf**kin' bone

Ready to get gone

And it's da motherf**kin' miss with the mask on

Creepin' through the dark with that motherf**kin' mask on

Packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast on

Biatch get your grip 'cause I'm on that mission

I slit first like O J so don't let me start rippin'

Shift up like a wind storm

Now hollow ones make your body warm

But niggas are wanted for the life

I have no pitty 'cause I love harm

So I want to bust caps like a g

Hey g pass me the hk afta that nine-millie

So them fools come remember me

You crazy ni**a not crazy I'm psycho

Once I'm bustin' shots at them niggas moonwalk just like michael

I flip how you flip

I'm flippin' it back and forth

I'm havin' one of them b**ches movin'

They mouth and playin' poor sport

Oh sh*t mista ni**a where's yo vest I'm 'bouts to pop ya

How many times do I have to tell you

You cannot like f**k with the chopsta

I rip sh*t the f**k up that's the perfect sign to

Slit your throat

And bury your a** where no one can find you

With my mask on my paths leave no evidence

Black gloves black scarf crept I creep nights so handle shits

You punk-a** bustas

I heard you couldn't trust us

Your set be should be on move sorry

'Cause your whole block is bustas

Vamp like that black is cool I see no sunshine

Knocka full of AKs and a backpack full of tech nines

Biotch

Creepin' through the dark with that motherf**kin' mask on

Packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast on

Creepin' through the dark

Murderin' motherf**kers

Aimin' for the heart

Slaughterin' motherf**kers

Whan ya see my nina ya shoulda ducked

Just knowin' a ni**a like Lunasicc don't be givin' a f**k

So uh I lit it up now I'm gettin' up out of that b**ch

Tear my bucket down marchwith fo' fo's burned up

On the f**kin' ground

I left him dead his bloody head left on the concrete

There he lay when the AK spray brains

Looking like hamburger meat

I'm gettin' ghost like casper

But I'm not that friendly ni**a I'm that Lunasicc bastard

I'm hazardous to my own health

Just any minute I just might grab that nine millimeter

And bust my own self

So we can take it to the next level

I go to hell

And get at the grim reeper yellin' f**k the devil

So we can take it to the crossroads motherf**ker

Even then my nine steadily loaded killin' all you bustas

Fill it up with hollow tips then pop ni**a drop me one

Fillin' all you devils up with them hot ones

Kickin' down doors with x

Shoot my gat in f**k the discussion

All I want is the cash

If there ain't none I'm a blast

Killin' ya doctor

Ya ambulance driva and ya nurse

You're walkin' to your funeral

'Cause x'loc blew up your hurse

You'z a victim of the lunasicc hell of quick to blast

Ash to ash dust to dust right up on yo' motherf**kin' a**

With the quicka the reepa the ni**a

Takin' the gat with a blast straight to the dome

Lunasicc for the nine-five b**ch creepin' with my mask on

Creepin' through the dark with that motherf**kin' mask on

Packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast on

Creepin' through the dark

Murderin' motherf**kers

Aimin' for the heart

Slaughterin' motherf**kers

Creepin' through the dark with that motherf**kin' mask on

Packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast on

Creepin' through the dark

Murderin' motherf**kers

Aimin' for the heart

Slaughterin' motherf**kers