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(feat. DJ Paul, Lil Chat, Juicy J)
[chorus]
bwok bwok, chicken chicken
bwok bwok, chicken...
[Project Pat]
I been slanging on this green green that I done get cut
by these police making raids, jumping out chicken...
[Chorus 2x:]
Real players like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinking bottles of that liquor (all...
(feat. Crunchy Black)
Welcome to the
Hypnotize zone
Today you'll hear the story
Of Russell...
(feat. Namond Lumpkin)
[Verse One]
If you thinking I'm straight then you better think twice...
(feat. Lord Infamous)
[Chorus x4]
So High, The time is
So High, So High, So High...
[Project Pat (talkin)]
Hello, hello, hello?
[Boogelou (talkin)]
Pat, whats up man, whats up?...
(feat. Crunchy Black)
[Hook:(rpt.2x)]
Ski Ski mask over my skull
papers in my mouth cause...
(feat. Edgar Fletcher, Namond Lumpkin)
[Project Pat]
I was broke pocket full of lint now I'm on...
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[Hook]
Easily Executed [X4]
[Verse 1]
Cracking niggas jaws, running hoes into walls
Punks begging for they lives, mothafucka I don't pause
When I blast on yo ass I'm gone empty this clip
Nigga live by yo rep, but I ain't taking shit
When I slip in my disguise, letting you know what I'm about
And I'm blasting at the dark, that's gon blow yo brains out
Of yo head, leave you dead, in a pool of yo blood
Niggas died, niggas scared, cause, I don't show no love
Ain't no fear, when I hear, that the police got a witness
Now they looking for a suspect in North Memphis
Whose this realistic killa wit no conscience
Full of that alcohol, never smoking blunt junts
Get the pump, known as the seven shot scatter gun
Splatter some suckas head open, then I break and run
To the car, parked round the other corner of the street
Hit the gas fast, dog a nigga gotta beat the heat
[Hook]
Fuckin wit the nigga like Pat, you can die hoe
When I come out wit the gat, I'm a ?try? hoe [X2]
Easily Executed [X8]
[Verse 2]
Bow down and recognize, nigga it's a homicide
Fuckin wit the nigga like the pastor, that's a suicide
Mission that yo ass on, besta pack a chrome tome
Suckas play that role, like they killas bring it on jones
Roaming in ya neighborhood, and I got my sawed-off
Caught cha getting yo shit, I got my junt and blew yo ass off
Fool, I'm fo real black, caps I'm gon peal back
Not that psychopathic crazy nigga, but I'll snap
You in half wit my bare hands, trick this ain't no candy land
Hoe this ain't no game, they gon find you in a trash can
Down-town fulla flys, blood drippin from yo eyes
?dig? a hoes body for days, and they can't decide
who did it, who done it, police on that okey-doke
say it's drug related cause I did like them white folks do
late at night, wit no witnesses around bro
letting yo ass know, if you step, you can die hoe
[Hook]
Fuckin wit the nigga like Pat, you can die hoe
When I come out wit the gat, I'm a ?try? hoe [X2]
Fuckin wit the nigga like Pat, you can die hoe
When I (When I) come out wit the gat, I'm a ?try? hoe [X2]
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