SlaughterTime Video (MV)

See you pussy niggahs
Try'da slide
But yall couldn't fucc wit me
Ran up in you niggahs house Made ya hoe slut for me
Fucc what u niggahs claim
Its still crip gang bitch
Ski-mask with the tecknine
Air out you niggahs
Brains bitch
Niggah said he aint got
No love for me
Thats sum lame shit
Love for them bitches niggah
Couldn't even make my hitlist Mob on you trick bitch yea
I'm on that gutta shit
Send a hit watch em die
Kick bacc and go fucc my bitch Pussy yeah
I love that shit Especially when its from a bitch Pussy
Niggahs make me sick no Homo niggah imma dick
Run up in yo f*ckin' shit
Use u like sum f*ckin' shit
Where the toilet paper at Niggah goin' flush that shit
Had alotta fucc niggahs
Stab me in my f*ckin' bacc Couldnt look me in my face
They pussy aint no love for that Bitch i know sum hoes
That will do u in
For a quarter pack
All that shit u talk about
Lil bitty bitch aint bout that
I'm gone

Heard u bitches
Tried to catch me slippin'
Where i was at
I musta been on sum
Freddy Krueger shit
In my dreams
I'll slaughter u lil bitches
U don't want none of this
U like rubber to my heat
U ah burn up bitch
I heard u talkin hella shit Behind close doors
Guess u aint expect for me
To drop u need no-dose
Bitch u sleep
Fucc around wit me
Ah get yo ass dug deep
Have yo people crying
At yo funeral cause u weak
I'm the type of niggah
That ah play dead for a week
Let u feel u got me beat
Then Sweep yo ass off yo feet Boy u pussy
U ion want no problems
I done failed ever student
That done test me trust me
U ion want press me
Cut yo lights off cuz u pussy And u over due fucc niggah
U ion want press me
Cut yo lights out cuz u pussy And u over due fucc niggah