Xross Your Heart Lyrics - Ricanstruction - Chino Xl

[ One] [Bun B]: 

They say the meek shall inherit the Earth 

Well I'mma fuck Meek daughter 

Marry her than kill Meek's father 

Once his ass die and she inherit the shit 

Man I'mma cock back the heat and straight bury this bitch 

Bun B, carnivore, a predator 

Wanna war get your metal up 

I'm the victor, niggas settle up 

Next up, bring me another competitor 

Set him up and I'mma shut it down, bet it up 

Straight fact, cock the eight back and wet him up 

Shit feels so good I just might get a nut 

No homo 

Kill his ass for free and call it promo 

Yo ass I'mma do you for the low low 

Pull out the fo-fo 

The bullet flies so fast 

But when it hits yo' ass, you gon' die so slow 

It'll seem like an eternity, but it was a flash 

And then it was over and that was your ass 

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[] [Bun B]: 

We them, bad things that go bump in the night 

And we them, boogiemen that have you jumping with fright 

So when we come out of the shadows and black your eye 

You better, cross your heart and hope to die 

Cause you can 

Talk the talk, but tell no lie 

And you can walk the walk, just walk on by 

Cause we are killers by nature and that's no lie 

You better, cross your heart and hope to die 

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[ Two] [Chino XL]: 

This is the crown jewel of my symphony of an animal 

I jump out the shadows and ravel when God is mad at you 

I promise you, my imbalance is chemical 

You know how many prescriptions get ran through like Karen Steffans genitals 

Anticipating your death 

The left side of my brain ain't thinking right 

And in the right side there is nothing left 

Last breath struggle 

I think outside the box to put you inside of a box like a crossword puzzle 

.380 with the muzzle 

Be afraid like I'm Haiti trouble 

Never half hustle, shoot Russel in the calf muscle 

I'm the reason for your homies disappearances 

But keep that off the record like songs with no sample clearances 

All that fearless shit perishes when I'm striking 

These niggas is so over the hill it's like they hiking 

Hide your baby's mama 

You don't want no drama 

Chino got more Llamas than a middle eastern farmer 

Damage yukata, leaving your body eviscerated 

Committed acts ungodly, worser than you anticipated 

No take no prisoners, nigga we just don't want 'em 

We murder every soldier that they send until they stop coming 

[] [Bun B]: 

We them, bad things that go bump in the night 

And we them, boogiemen that have you jumping with fright 

So when we come out of the shadows and black your eye 

You better, cross your heart and hope to die 

Cause you can 

Talk the talk, but tell no lie 

And you can walk the walk, just walk on by 

Cause we are killers by nature and that's no lie 

You better, cross your heart and hope to die