Asylum in spanish is manicomio. I thought the sample hook honeycomb said that. “Straight out the manicom aka str8 out da asylum”. Fits better or no? Im lit...
Polluted Paradise Chetta POLLUTED PARADISE LYRICS [Hook: Project Pat] This ain’t no game nigga How in the fuck you figga You try punkin' us you’ll feel the blast out my trigga Straight out the honeycomb, smoking on the sack I got my rep and cock it back then the body stack This ain’t no game nigga How in the fuck you figga You try punkin' us you’ll feel the blast out my trigga Straight out the honeycomb, smoking on the sack I got my rep and cock it back then the body stack This ain’t no game nigga How in the fuck you figga You try punkin' us you’ll feel the blast out my trigga Straight out the honeycomb, smoking on the sack I got my rep and cock it back then the body stack [Verse 1: Chetta] Fill up my cup to the tip its a must I'ma pour over the rim two cock with the tuss I can mix the combination Lil' tech, lil' Act Show up deep like conversation Let me live, let me act Real talk, vision vivid I've of seen body bags Toe for toting any victim I done shook killa's hands Talking money over grams Trapping bricks over saran Couple homies of the 10 Ay you out? You a fan Well I'll be god damned But god dont exist so I guess its just damn From a whole 'nother planet Hopping out the transit I'm smokey the bandit Swerving in my spaceship Tipping in my stash shit They can not relate shit Never on no fake shit Lames wanna jump shit Stack them up like 'roids bitch [Hook: Project Pat] This ain’t no game nigga How in the fuck you figga You try punkin' us you’ll feel the blast out my trigga Straight out the honeycomb, smoking on the sack I got my rep and cock it back then the body stack [Verse 2: $lick $loth] Swerving in that 'burban Couple murders make them bodies stack Got a problem then kill me fuckboy You know its as simple as that Back pack, with that black gat Black mask Blow gas now I'm in the fucking black trans Fuck a cop save the life of a black man Fuck a opp tip them up in a black van Who am I boy? Lucifer in the flesh Who are you? Just another pussy 'til death Straight out the Seventh Ward Me and $now Leopard trapping All the limbs we hacking From the fucking bodys stacking The fucking crazy manic When I'm in the cut don't panic [Hook: Project Pat] This ain’t no game nigga How in the fuck you figga You try punkin' us you’ll feel the blast out my trigga Straight out the honeycomb, smoking on the sack I got my rep and cock it back then the body stack [Verse 3: Ruby Da Cherry] Bitch I be that ice cold yung white polar bear Snatch your life so quick Ha nah bitch I know you there Focus on the glare hoes know that I dont care But they dont know I dont give a fuck Two bucks with the blunt So I split it up Time is my luck I can never get enough I done fuck with drugs Now I'm about to snatch blood Leave you full of bugs Leave you full of fucking slugs See you on the cotton When I'm filling up my mug Gun tucked man you had to get plucked Re-up, now I'm stuck fucking ducking out Truck stay parked in the yard I ain't going now You a sitting duck because Whenever I run out of drugs again I'ma find you and put you in the trunk Now your hoe getting fucked from the back While I'm crumbling this weed Tryna roll a fucking blunt [Outro: Project Pat] This ain’t no game nigga
