Leather Face Lyrics - Yeeeah Baby - Big Punisher

What I gotta do let y'all niggaz know? 

I am +THE NICEST+ +EVER+ heh 

Hardcore? Commercial? 

Whatchu wanna do, you wanna wile up, you wanna dance? 

Don't matter to me, I got it all locked down baby 

It's not a game it's war, plain and raw 

Blood stain the wall, when I bring the chain with the saw 

Bring the pain to your door like death was knockin 

Unless you got my ends, I'ma make you twins with the Headless Horseman 

Hell extortion, sell your soul, live your dreams 

Don't pay the cost thenbam bamsay hello to the guillotine 

A killer fiends for blood, screams of thugs like 

Fiends for drugs, I don't need no love 

Give me your fear, murder, respect, beer, honies and sex want here 

I'll bend them checks for years, hungry and stressed 

You fuckin with Chris - fuck Pun - dead the wrath for later 

Get your calculator, go 'head Decapitator's back forever 

Can't count how many heads I had to sever 

Half the niggaz I keep, I put em back together 

That's the terror, cut open your girl 

And make a truss out her flesh, like Buffalo Bill 

You fuckin with reel to reel, rap axe maniac 

Sound bwoy killer, hack hack chain-react 

Two for one - double the death, same price 

What would Big say? "Huh, you know that ain't right" 

It's not a game pah sample 

We're gettin paid hah sample 

It's still T. Squad sample 

"What you came for? Surgery, with the chainsaw!" 

Watch what happens to your friend 

You don't want this to happen to you 

You give me the money, okay? 

Word to 'Pac and Big, my glock so big it can rock a bridge 

Drop the midsection like the top of your wig 

Ain't no bullshittin, gettin the full treatment 

Special two heated missles, 'til your crew's leavin witchu 

I rip you in half - blast that ass through a glass window 

Laugh a little (HA HA) and dash in the S-Class limo 

That's how we do it in the South Boogie 

Where tough rough rookies get snuffed out, for talkin loud to me 

Why should I even consider your crew? Shit on your crew 

Get rid of your crew, what I'm fittin to do 

I split you in two, leave you impaired when I blast the shotty 

Grip you like dope and leave you there with half your body 

We Rowdy like Roddy, probably robbin your stash 

Catch a body like Charlie up North, stashin knives up my ass 

Survivin the task, we the last ones left 

Blast them tecs with clips, fast as fast'll spit 

Add some tips for any, bastard bitch, pappin shit 

Watch me rep til the death from the bassonet, beotch 

It's not a game pah sample 

We're gettin paid hah sample 

It's still T. Squad sample 

"What you came for? Surgery, with the chainsaw!" 

Watch what happens to your friend 

You don't want this to happen to you 

You give me the money, okay?