Bitch Smackin' Killa Lyrics - Murderers & Robbers - Project Pat

(Chorus) 3x 

Pistol packin, never slackin, bitch killa 

Pistol packin, never slackin, bitch smackin killa 

As I slip into the back of my mind 

and thinkin of gettin caught man how could I do the time 

The crime is a murder heard you fuckin with my nig 

The magnum's gonna serve ya, bitch I'm fixin to split your wig 

I'm thinkin out ways to get lose without a trace 

You see without a pistol man they do not have a case 

Erasin a fool wait until he leaves the house 

Walkin around his corner ride by and takin him out 

the box on the blocks police ride up on the scene 

witnesses saw the shots and I know they heard her scream 

Redeem me the testimonies would not even last 

In court because everybody they saw wore a mask 

The blast from the gun was the hollow point tips 

the kind that leave you dead in a damn perfect hit 

I trips off a fool tryin me on the for realla 

He's fuckin with a pistol packin, bitch smackin killa 

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Chorus 4x 

As I ride through the hood with some undisputed niggas 

Pain sellin, dope smokin, cold-blooded killers 

Trigga, my nigga from the north Frayser area 

Down with the Patster causin mass hysteria 

Well ever stoked out best we leave with no doubt 

Ridin through the other side ready to take a punk out 

Assed out sucker types you gonna learn your lesson 

Let me see your gangsta friends shootin Smith and Wessons 

Testin the clan just to see if you can get enough 

You's a foolish man I'll be damned if we don't fuck you up 

So whassup with your posse with your fuckin game punk 

Fuckin with these hitmen you gonna get your ass dumped 

Pop the trunk, get your pump, let's see what you made of 

Watch me kill a bitch with a .38 bullet slug 

Sell your drugs I don't care if you a dope dealer 

Best pack a pistol bitch cause I'm a killer 

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Chorus 2x 

You say I need to take care of my business 

well why are you pussy-eatin motherfuckers in it 

You about to witness a mafia called Triple 6 

Real niggas that don't fall all over bullshit 

I'm tired of these motherfuckers lickin and my Joesta 

Let me ride up on ya with the tec and Imma show ya 

You don't know me well punk bitch nigga bring it on 

Niggas dont fight no more junk niggas carry tones 

I tried to be done at first now I'm just another devil 

walkin with a psychotic mind and a piece of metal 

Chorus 4x