paroles de chanson Fuck Battlin - D12
[Bugz]
You
wont
last
long
like
weed
in
brass
bongs
Just
another
fag
on
sum
sad
bitch
ass
songs
I
shine
sober
cuz
Bugz
is
a
soldier
Beat
that
ass
like
Roy
Jones
If
ya
Doin
the
randisco
at
a
disco
with
a
big
hoe
But
the
stupid
bitch
from
Sisqo
now
she
wont
let
my
dick
go
Bugz
a
stupid
niggas,
take
a
shower
with
my
pistol
Walk
up
in
you
warm
brown
bag
and
with
sum
you
Its
simple
see
Im
from
the
D
like
Eric
Hippo
Sick
son
of
a
bitch
Robbin
a
nigga
in
his
pinto
Got
my
gun
on
my
hip
Sum
in
the
clip
one
in
the
chamber
Its
danger
Fuckin
with
this
super
powered
stranger
Fuck
a
battle
we
brought
knives,
niggas
and
guns
Beat
your
ass
and
run
Tryin
to
catch
a
case
for
fun
Bussin
at
the
po-po
high
off
weed
speed
and
coacoa
Pumpin
Makaveli,
heavy
handed
with
my
fo-fo
(4-4)
[Proof]
bomb
like
Sadan,
split
america
in
two
The
wrap
all
around
your
haed
like
Erika
Badu
My
issues,
miss
use,
human
inatomy
Tearin
your
flesh
and
you
muscle
tissues
Knock
em
out
then
check
em
in
And
stand
firm
hold
my
nuts
waitin
on
your
second
wind
The
nine
shot,
punch
you
in
your
naval
and
rip
your
spine
out
Talkin
bout
you
run
this
shit
when
u
got
no
legs
Plus
you
all
booty
like
Jennifer
Lopez
D-12
in
a,
work
these
Scratch
the
skin
off
your
back
like
fur
theives
Grab
your
throught
like
a
nurse
squeeze
Make
the
earth
freeze
Stick
you
for
a
lifetime
like
herpes
Challenge
Evil
Canivel
jumpin
in
a
Regal
Challange
Riggs
and
being
lethal
Challengin
fiends
and
stealin
aluminum
siding
Challenge
eminem
smokin
dope
while
hang
gliding
Challengin
hit
field
hunkies
To
a
square
dance
And
climb
Mt
Everast
blindfolded
with
my
bare
hands
Aint
no
fair
chance
Dirty
Dozen
run
the
D
If
any
one
want
beef
Then
Come
to
me
Fuck
battlin
we
on
some
gang
shit
Duck
quick
cuz
u
niggas
might
get
hit
United
we
stand,
United
we
fall
I
swear
Dirty
dozen
we
gunna
kill
all
ya
[Reapeat
x
2]
[Bizarre]
10
seconds
kiss
you
ass
good
riddance
Tell
them
niggas
i
wasnt
bull
shittin
We
could
fight
like
a
kung
fu
flick
Choose
you
weapon
Shake
hands
Knock
you
ass
out
in
10
seconds
Bizarre
needs
a
concellor
I
have
shitted
on
so
many
M.C's
should
be
my
sponser
Have
rob
ya
for
your
diamonds
and
pearls
While
im
in
the
next
room
havin
my
way
with
your
girl
I
swear,
any
mc
up
in
here
My
niggas
pop
so
many
guns
you
swear
it
was
new
years
You
gunna
need
a
when
my
friend
battlin
you
Pop
shit
my
gangs
on
Runyan
Avenue
You
niggas
aint
crooks
plus
you
all
shook
Have
you
mom
suck
my
cock
while
i
read
playboy
books
I
aint
sayin
im
the
illest
mc
But
ask
10
outta
10
niggas
and
10
gunna
say
me
Fuck
battlin
we
on
some
gang
shit
Duck
quick
cuz
u
niggas
might
get
hit
United
we
stand,
United
we
fall
I
swear
Dirty
dozen
we
gunna
kill
all
ya
[Kuniva]
walkin
Ass
gripper
and
shit
talker
Got
a
love
for
dynamite
like
Jim
Walker
Jim
bean,
and
have
your
missin
like
Jim
Hoffer
Caughin,
ill
be
slittin
your
trought
for
thinkin
of
talking
Love
beef
thats
why
half
the
click
No
love
for
hoes
but
I
shit
i
fuck
em
May
as
well
give
em
the
dick
Shit
on
em
And
when
they
ask
why
i
aint
called
em
I
just
tell
em
im
sick
Same
shit
i
tell
every
chicken
head
that
i
bone
They
dont
beleive
it
but
they
know
i
got
a
fetish
for
chrome
Pushin
cats
in
wheel
chairs
down
flights
of
stairs
Startin
fights
with
chairs
(Some
body
died!)
Like
we
care
Invite
bitches
to
go
hikin
with
me
Up
a
mountain
Throw
em
off
And
tell
there
moms
she
died
from
skinny
dippin
in
the
fountain
Mr.
Porter
stay
live
on
wax
While
you
throw
records
into
crowds
just
to
say
you
have
a
hit
track
[Swifty]
Im
the
alcohlic
Bring
catastrophy
to
others
Make
you
see
murder
like
master
p's
little
brother
Flatterin
punks,
shattering
junk
Get
your
cavity
With
the
force
of
a
rim
shatterin
dunk
Now
u
wanna
be
thuggish
ruggish
So
im
a
let
a
slug
hit
And
call
you
broken
bone
And
if
u
got
a
crew
Im
a
name
em
after
you
Fractured
bone,
neck
bone
and
funny
bone
You
cant
flash
when
all
your
moneys
gone
Ill
give
you
a
30
minute
head
start
Fuck
that
ill
even
wait
till
its
dark
and
hunt
you
down
Swing
an
axe
and
watch
how
many
dumb
thoughts
Leak
out
when
your
head
parts
Fuck
your
automobile
to
me
its
just
a
red
car
now
for
me
you
ass
clean
outta
existance
In
an
instant
Ill
fire
persistant
Shots
consistant
terrorizing
your
block
See
all
these
niggas
when
i
step
in
the
club
Im
bringin
them
And
any
niggas
lookin
to
hard
We
Rodney
King'in
em
Malice
Green'in
em
And
gasoline'in
them
with
premium
Light
a
cigarette
flick
at
him
And
spit
it
at
him
Hold
up
a
picture
of
his
family
And
kick
it
at
him
Boxin
with
out
gloves
Deeper
then
glee
clubs
While
you
stand
in
tha
back
and
look
mean
like
E-Luv
(?)
Cant
no
other
crew
stand
us
Put
my
hands
on
you
quicker
then
a
nigga
playin
two
hand
touch
Yo
Kuniva
in
the
ruggedist
Hop
in
the
truck
and
hit
everybody
on
your
block
Jump
out
and
cut
a
bitch
Another
truck
i
gotaa
put
a
stain
on
In
the
middle
of
the
street
screamin
bring
the
pain
on
Fuck
battlin
we
on
some
gang
shit
Duck
quick
cuz
u
niggas
might
get
hit
United
we
stand,
United
we
fall
I
swear
Dirty
dozen
we
gunna
kill
all
ya
[Repeat
x
2]
Album
The Underground EP
1 Bad News
2 Bring Our Boys
3 Cock and Squeeze
4 Fuck Battlin
5 Filthy
6 Activity as Phuctivity
7 Chance to Advance
8 Derelict Theme
9 Art of War
10 6 Reasons
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