Pure Anna Lyrics – Lord Infamous

Soze…
Trigger fingers pressin’, m#th*rf#ck*r got a twitch
I’mma (?) this Wesson back and rub it, got a pop itch
Lemme squeeze it, mane ya temperature decrease, good (?)

If you sellin’ wolf tickets I’ll buy twenty piece
Mane I’ll come and get yo microphone, n#gg#s doing it all wrong
Really wanna get him gone, won’t say it on a f#ckin’ song
Walk straight in yo house, shoot yo kids and yo spouse

Spaz on out, bloody as a hog, slice meat up and (?)
You don’t want a n#gg# (?) out
With this four four style lockdown rap
Blow yo sauerkraut out boom plaw, aah

I promise you won’t like way I get down
Have yo #ss missin’ from the motherf#ckin’ hip down
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Lord Infamous Lyrics – Pure Anna

Lord Infamous

Pure Anna