Lirik Lagu Mind Of A Sick Nigga - Spice 1
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(Theyre all gonna laugh at you)(Theyre all gonna laugh at you)(Hahahahahaha)(Theyre all gonna laugh at you)
Enter the mind of a sick nigga.With bloody uzi clipsdecapitated heads in basketsclosed caskets. Murda on wax.Nigga thats what its all aboutthats what you bought the muthafuckin tape for.Murda on wax.Redrum. On wax.Nigga I said redrum on wax.
Gotta get my prozac fore I go backand murda these muthafuckasjumpin up out yo bushes in front a yo house with a tech nineleavin in yo spine a flurry a bulletsits that killa S-P-I-C-Ea lot a these jealous muthafuckas they wanna murda mebut they cant fuck with that giggedy-giggedy-gangstathe nigga thats leavin they muthafuckin body parts in dumpstasBudda-bye-bye-bye feel them blood clot rastasthe niggaz who be out there slippin catch some buckshots to them headpullin up four deep in an old school caddyfully auto-maddyempty the clip, niggaz like paddyin the alley, niggaz domes they cappistol whippin muthafuckas, got some blood on my strap
(Chorus)
What goes on in the mind of a sick nigga?Them bloody bodies, face down in the dirty riverWhat goes on in the mind of a sick nigga?Redrum, professinal gravediggaWhat goes on in the mind of a sick nigga?Them bloody bodies, face down in them dirty riverWhat goes on in the mind of a sick nigga?187, professinal gravedigga
Im bailin up out the cut and niggaz they dont know what the fuck happenedIm laughin and blastin, rippin asses in half anstreet sweepin these niggaz up under the rugplug they ass, makin they hooptie blow up when they crashzonin out that hashface down, back open, hopin they aint no snitches scopinwitnesses witness they own smokinsee it aint no joke and nothing funnybustin caps in yo ass like Yosemite Sam and Bugs Bunnythey all see my comin and then they fledIm shootin these niggaz off in the backa they headblowin off they legstalkin shit while they dyinfuckin off they high anhollow points keepin these niggaz cold bodies fryinI aint no stranger to this killin shitYou shoulda thought before you fucked with this nigga you was dealin withYou see I mobs through the ghetto smokin hash bluntsstalkin game in the streets I grew up inand when the shit get funky I just get on upand blow your head off with a muthafuckin mac 10, bitch
Chorus
Youll be outta this muthafucka like Ron Goldman, chopped the fuck upaint no nigga livin alive that survivedand had me caught up in some bullshitnow who you tryin to fuck up in the hustlethis 20 gaugell ripple your ass up like a can a RufflesIm tryin to bubble like Johnson and Johnsonwith one in the chamber up an I load this strap with a
Enter the mind of a sick nigga.With bloody uzi clipsdecapitated heads in basketsclosed caskets. Murda on wax.Nigga thats what its all aboutthats what you bought the muthafuckin tape for.Murda on wax.Redrum. On wax.Nigga I said redrum on wax.
Gotta get my prozac fore I go backand murda these muthafuckasjumpin up out yo bushes in front a yo house with a tech nineleavin in yo spine a flurry a bulletsits that killa S-P-I-C-Ea lot a these jealous muthafuckas they wanna murda mebut they cant fuck with that giggedy-giggedy-gangstathe nigga thats leavin they muthafuckin body parts in dumpstasBudda-bye-bye-bye feel them blood clot rastasthe niggaz who be out there slippin catch some buckshots to them headpullin up four deep in an old school caddyfully auto-maddyempty the clip, niggaz like paddyin the alley, niggaz domes they cappistol whippin muthafuckas, got some blood on my strap
(Chorus)
What goes on in the mind of a sick nigga?Them bloody bodies, face down in the dirty riverWhat goes on in the mind of a sick nigga?Redrum, professinal gravediggaWhat goes on in the mind of a sick nigga?Them bloody bodies, face down in them dirty riverWhat goes on in the mind of a sick nigga?187, professinal gravedigga
Im bailin up out the cut and niggaz they dont know what the fuck happenedIm laughin and blastin, rippin asses in half anstreet sweepin these niggaz up under the rugplug they ass, makin they hooptie blow up when they crashzonin out that hashface down, back open, hopin they aint no snitches scopinwitnesses witness they own smokinsee it aint no joke and nothing funnybustin caps in yo ass like Yosemite Sam and Bugs Bunnythey all see my comin and then they fledIm shootin these niggaz off in the backa they headblowin off they legstalkin shit while they dyinfuckin off they high anhollow points keepin these niggaz cold bodies fryinI aint no stranger to this killin shitYou shoulda thought before you fucked with this nigga you was dealin withYou see I mobs through the ghetto smokin hash bluntsstalkin game in the streets I grew up inand when the shit get funky I just get on upand blow your head off with a muthafuckin mac 10, bitch
Chorus
Youll be outta this muthafucka like Ron Goldman, chopped the fuck upaint no nigga livin alive that survivedand had me caught up in some bullshitnow who you tryin to fuck up in the hustlethis 20 gaugell ripple your ass up like a can a RufflesIm tryin to bubble like Johnson and Johnsonwith one in the chamber up an I load this strap with a
