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b**** Killa Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I followed that b**** to her house
She's kind of stupid, walking through the block without a spouse
She's got a hold of her purse with a death grip
But the purse ain't what I want so don't trip
I know she saw me when she started walking faster
I grabbed the glock and I was just about to blast her
But then I stopped because I thought it'd be much better
If the b**** is still alive then the p**** gonna be wetter
So the chase was on, I started running
I said "You'd better stop, cause if you don't I'm gonna be gunning"
She didn't stop so I popped on in her knee
That's when she straight-up hit the m************ concrete
I grabbed her legs and threw her in the buck
She said, "Don't be so rough cause I really wanna f***"
I started digging, my n****, I was digging
She had a knife and in my back that b**** was digging
I was high so I didn't feel s***
She realized she was f****** with a lunatic
She started screaming "Let me go," loud as f***
Cause of her hollering I busted me a fat nut
I stood up and started wiping off my s***
And put it in her mouth and said "Suck b****"
Don't get it twisted it wasn't my d*** the b**** was sucking
It was the barrel of my glock that had her head ducking
I took it out and stuck it in her p****
I pulled the trigger and the nut came thick and mushy
I grabbed my gun and disappeared like Jack the Ripper
Young X-Raided is a real b**** killer

[Chorus] (x2)
The B the I the T the C the H
The K the I the L the L the A
It's the devil in disguise..
Oh yeah, in disguise

[Verse 2]
It's Halloween and I got a treat
And dressed like the Devil and I'm handing out human meat
And every hoe that rings my bell
I drag them in the house and take them on a trip through Hell
Let's say, for instance, there was this white b****
I met her before this story but this time she got to die and s***
I drug her in the back room
On her stomach, puppy-style, stuck my d*** up in her womb
She wasn't screaming, she was loving this d***
I couldn't nut; the b**** was having too much fun and s***
I stuck my knife in her a** with no Vasoline
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I stuck it deeper and deeper and then I heard her scream
I thought the pain from my knife was why she hollering
But she was nutting; by my blade she was not bothered
She busted a nut around my d*** that s*** got hotter
The b****'s nut was hot like scalding lava
I started screaming, she was laughing like a mother f***
My d*** was burning half to death cause of this s***
She let me go and I ran to my act-right
My hands was bleeding, I was squeezing trigger hella tight
Like twenty shells I let her have it to the face
When smoke cleared there wasn't a m************ trace
Where was this b****? She disappeared like great Houdini
Against the wall was something sicker than zuccini
I blew her up in bits and bits, her face were gone
MY d*** was raw and nibbled to the bone
But she dead, her head was like exploded n****
A close encounter for the m************ b**** killer
[Chorus] (x2)
The B the I the T the C the H
The K the I the L the L the A
It's the devil in disguise..
Oh yeah, in disguise

[Verse 3]
Cruising down Stocking slow, giving hoes crazy stares
They on their stroll, and half of them I put them there
I saw a b****, kind of young, Chinese and black mix
I roll my window down, "Thirty bucks for this trick?"
She approached the Jeep, "I give you a G if it feels like tight"
She said, "The way you talking I could suck your d*** all night"
Then it was on, I took her home, that was like her first mistake
Cause what the ain't gonna give, X-Raided locc gonna take
I took her in my room G
She laid on the bed and said, "Daddy, come and kill me"
Not knowing that's what I had for that a** and get
Like Rick James I'm fixed to torture this b**** and s***
I laid her on her back with them spreaded
I grabbed my razor blade and p**** lips got shredded
She was bleeding like that time of the month
I cut a hole fat enough to stick my fist up in her c***
Stunt that life span that dope got sliced
Bleeding like a hemophiliac sucking dried ice
I chopped the b**** to bits and bits, yeah
Another victim of the n**** with the sickness
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Psycho Active (1992)
Tha Murder Still Shooting Call tha Guardz Who's tha Hoe? Crazy Than a Mutha Fuck Every Single Bitch f***** Wit a Psycho b**** Killa Everybody Killa Shoot Cha in a Minute That's How My Trigga Went That Sickness