Lyrics House of 1000 Corpses - Punch

This weak bitch gonna die
If she keep talking down on my squad
Red dots in the front of the glock make ya drop
Make a whole fuck nigga body drop
And she let me fuck cause she couldn't pay for roxy
If i hop outta that flying whip you know they prolly had paid for that body
And these lil niggas just dont want beef
The last nigga did got his face popped
I heard they caught him on the side street
He looked to the left got his face shot
I heard they gang was five deep when they seen they man they ain't think about it
I was just drag racing all in the street a nigga was listening to damedot
And you was supposed to be riding deep
With stick and them drums like a band driving
You was just fantasizing
Bad bitch she come with her ass out
I told her i got that hard shit
She said she tryna come to the candy shop
You never b-licked in the dark bitch
That shit gone be waking the kids
I could come step in your yard nigga but you don't really mean nothing

They come my way he done lost his mind
My shooter get down like kobe in his prime
All white black diamonds got a pussy live
You in this shit bette play for keeps or die nigga
That mister chow sushi cost me 145 nigga
These nigga been fucking up the game been selling their lines for cheep
I put that card on my shit i know i'm bout to swipe for a week
We just got invited to the lil pool party it aint nun but some fucking latinas
I could put a whack on a lil weak bitch but it wouldn't mean nothin to me