I Think Somebody Lyrics by X Mia
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[Fiend/(Mia X)] Chorus I say somebody want they ass whipped, ass whipped (I say somebody want they wig split, they wig split) I say somebody want they ass whipped, ass whipped (I say somebody want they wig split, they wig split) Well let em have it x2 [Mia X] You wanted drama so mama came squeezin shit, passin out clips Bustin domes, rippin flesh, exposing bones and yes I bring that, sending G's out barrel at ya, duck and run Now how far you think you really gettin with this infared on my fuckin gun Now workin for funds and I ain't the one hour hoe (for real) But I love to show where it's been tell your body so Look out for the riders open slider bitch from the TRU click And camoflauge totin cockin spittin droppin shit not Them bitches doubt I'm bout testin niggas nuts Alias in jacks we trust I'm known for shankin up Ranking up lyrically with the best MC's Cause ain't no studio up in me, real niggas feel these See Mia X is known for bringin wreck on top Too hard for the beats you niggas drop KL got the guns and open gunshots Got the trigger hap temper and the Fiend four sons A lyrical fiend at it's best and you bitches don't want none What Chorus x2 [Fiend] The colonel gave me permission, Mama drama pass the word to her youngin Ask how I'm comin and will it get them haters runnin I ask do rats sleep in dungeons, ????? comin Do quick bullets get to hummin, damn right I'll bring the gun in Get done in like a knife at a gunfight cause I ain't right Keepin dope, smokin pipes, like a height cause I'm high as a kite I'm cryin to fight, I'm a swing with my might, my fist balled tight Man get it right, somebody best die tonight Somethin have drama came and as drama came then, then came murder Fuck your home I want your dome, call me your soul burgular Have you heard of a shocker server, takin weed to his trunk Bullets pump, and his cockin bad and louder then his womp womp When I play it I say it, suck one nigga if yous the man You man, caucasian, puerto rican, I don't give a damn All I'm sayin, well I ain't sayin fuck, I just want the rushin shit Bustin shit, screamin at em do you know who your fuckin with Chorus till fade
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