Cancion : Straight Out The Crops Artista : Boondox Album : Krimson Creek Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-straight-out-the-crops-de-boondox Straight out the crops Straight out the crops Straight out the crops Straight out the stix Straight out the stix Straight out the stix Straight out the stix Straight out the crops Straight out the crops Straight out the crops Straight out the stix Straight out the stix Straight out the stix Straight out the stix Who it be? The doc?s comin straight from the crops I?m thinking switches for these bitches as dirtay as Woodstock And when I chop, the shock goes straight up your vertabrate They pickin at yo bones, and at your watch just like a bird of prey A sick son of a bitch call me the scarecrow A face-painted doll, the Blair-witch with a foe foe And I stay on the prow, my nose like a blood hound Straight stalking muther fucker showing this how it goes down This sight of blood it gets me higher than an astronaut A backwoods monster shot gutted a master plot To burn yo cities and murder all yo committees Do? to Do? slangin lead never showin no pity I bring the pain to ya brain though they callin me drama Choking at ya neck, with a chain I think ya dead mama It ain't da same since the sane went insane mama Time to show these haters how to play da fucking game mama [Coro x2] Straight out the crops I won?t stop ima POP! POP! POP!, until they all drop Straight out the stix I won't quit, I know you feeling this shit, you must be feelin this shit. YEAH! I comin? straight out da stix, and all da shit dat I spit It be as dirty as a gathering of 2006 And yea I grip like a tee write the words of these pricks Who all hatein throwin away because they say im a hit But I ain't apologizing, hell no I say fuck em After sunning with a hatchet then these hoes ain't doin nuthin So just quit of all ya?ll frontin and then get down on yo knees Pray to God dat I don?t find you and then dislocate yo spleen Cause you never wanna see me bitch jumping out of trees a shear Wrap my hands around yo throat and send you up to Jesus bitch Quick to see ya to ya maker, quicker than the undertaker Put you through a shredder and then spread you on a hundred acres Keep my name upon your mouth, keep yo ass upon da south Ya mami ain't raise ya right, ima bout to show her how Please don?t make me fetch da steel, make this cap an extra pill Pop you like a cherry mutha fucka never test my will [Chorus x2 until song ends] ========================== Letra descargada de Letras10.co ==========================