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**DJ Paul and Crunchy Black Talking**
[Chorus] Psycho in da (3x) Cut with the mask and the pistol grip |
printable copy of the lyrics to Gotta Touch 'Em (Part 2) |
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(Lord Infamous)
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This shit is begining to come into focus
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But no one can figure out Infamous murderous of psychosis
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Trippin' I'm runnin' the darkness
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I'm loadin' barettas I'm jackin' yo' hoe shit
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A posse of satanic mothers we comin' to smuggle
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And leave them in puddles of plasma
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I'm comin' for stashes for cash
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The blast until everyone in here passed out
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My fellow man you cannot comprehend strength of the devil military killers
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Execution to death you will send us no harmony
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Now enter your head through the pillow
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The Tre-six niggah comin' to injure you at nightfall
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Give it up or this desert eagle shall make them fall up on you all
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[Come on mayn, you finna give me them ?? niggah]
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Naw bitch...
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[Aww dog ???]
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Naw bitch...
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[A couple of hundred mayn just a couple of hundred mayn a couple hundred]
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Check it out my nig
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I'm gonna kill you anyway you won't need none of that shit
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Ran through the backyard jumped the gate to the corner of the back street
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Hopped into the steamer tossed the fuckin' stash behind the seat
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I'm comin' to rusm'em son, crush'em son, buck my gun
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I'm gonna reach out and touch someone.
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[Chorus]
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(Crunchy Black)
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I got a problem, money dividends, gotta' solve them
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The only thing going through my head is murder and rob them
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I heard they got cash, i gotta touch they ass
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Quick fast in a hurry get away with a fuckin' dash
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Every night I sit and think on why these hoes keep playin' wit' me
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They gonna make me click them clicka click
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and they don't wanna see my bad side
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? they gonna make me transform to another man
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And make they mother fuckin' ass do the devil dance
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Crunchy Black bitch, comin' at you hoes easy come easy go
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Easily we kickin' doors, I gotta' touch'em
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(Koopsta Knicca)
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In my fuckin' head I vision blood be red
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As I chopped off his fuckin' head
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Left him dead for them bitches
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A psycho at large
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Some bitch gone step to this bomber squad
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I'm harder niggah when I click you will feel like a prey that was predator
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???? for them paramedics
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See wait for the Koopsta scare'em
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Sk-skinny ?????? in the pimpin'
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Now waitin' for that armegeddon
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Bitch
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[Chorus]
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(Juicy J)
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I hooked up with a freak down
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Niggah's from the M-town
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Then we started robbin' outta town makin' them lay it down
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Touchin' crackers wit a 12 gauge to they fuckin' back
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Stickin' them liqour stores, robbin' banks, plenty car-jacks
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Snatchin' old ladies purse knockin' niggah's to the dirt
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My 9 gone make yo body hurt
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I'm go put your body in hearst
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Call me a playa hater traitor, what you want bitch
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Strapped wit them thangs on your ass hear them guns clicks
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Inside job strictly robbin' so you better beware
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Other niggah wit a gat a mask raise'em in the air
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(DJ Paul)
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Now raise'em up an down for the killah man as a youngster
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Stickin' these tricks up daily you trippin' I'm still a hustler
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Cuttin' class don't make my snooze behind the barrel
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Shootin' crowds I hit it up in a honey comb
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An smoke a fuckin' pamper house
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Hollerin' at my brother Phil D. I gotta' get straight
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No thang mayn he got me straight that thang fool be boomin' weight
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Hoppin' on my skooter with my ski mask an my deuce duece
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All blue joggin' suit tube socks and ???
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But now I'm gettin' old and comin' clean is what I'm hopin'
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And now that I got boulder dope girls are what I'm Scopin' bitch
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This is the touch.... |
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