Lights on da Bucket

There's a lot of niggas with him
 But I want him, so fuck it
 Creep up on that pussy nigga
 Hit the lights on the bucket
 It's time ho, once again
 For catrin, to like do them in
 Could he get another motherfucker to the den
 Come into like popin a ten
 Take a nigga to the dark side, get them him from the blind side
 Roll this homicide
 Any mother fucking nigga wanna grow some nuts
 I guarantee you gon' die
 Front a busta, take a bullet from this fucking .44, we gonna make you hit the flow
 And a nigga had already learn to stole, is we robbery ho
 Tell ya bustas start praying up to the lord, before I take you in a ditch
 But i dont give a fuck about holy shit
 Cause I be running evilness
 You hear them bodies dragging, as i haul them to the lake
 If you niggas asleep, i creep in, all late, oh it's gonna be a bad mistake
 When the police come knocking right at your door
 You better cover up your rear
 When they ask you to identify the body
 You can't hold back them tears
 Destroy them, avoid 'em
 Hit 'em to the skull with the Mossberg pump
 Then I quickly go blow the head right off a chump
 If any nigga try, light stops
 The red rum
 ELt you mothafucka's know the evilness has now begun
 Pulling out the fully loaded gun
 Commit to like hit you with some
 The devils out tonight, hit a motherfucker when I'm running with the plastic nine
 Cause I'm quick to go blow in back of your brain
 So, I'm going to tell you one last time
 And I'm haunting but also I'm popping these bullets
 I'ma put it in your ass
 Tell your busta ass niggas, better pick up that cash
 Or you gonna lay up in the grass
 The fucking fragments from the hollows leaving virgins dead
 And haters ain't cool to be talking that shit, they get a couple in the head
 I'm lurking, I'm scoping victims with the loaded ten
 And the indo I'm puffing, it gives me powers strong as twenty men
 Let me take them to the dead
 I'll probably run into your carcass, bust a sucka
 Can you handle this
 Cause I'll turn into Jason, like killers act psycho bitch, don't get me pissed
 I call upon the Lady Dead to bring that kiss of death
 When you laying down, suffering from fatal wounds
 She gon' take your last breath
 The Krucifix, my fucking clicks too thick, too fucking big
 And these haters that constantly talking that shit, better get up off my dick
 It's murder, it's straight up murder when I pop these thangs
 Cause I'm to lazy for a child to even provide his thangs