Comin Hard - Evil Pimp

Bury you in my backyard, all you hoes are comin' hard, run upon you

busta-bitches, talkin' shit and pull your

car

Hangin' in the projects with my brothes smokin' bud, nigga walked at me I can

tell that he a thug, now he ain’t, now get down, get to ruggin',

when the cold concrete, we drop it off slow, nigga wait afraid,

the end of chillin' on the street, feelin' kinda hungry, hit the crib so I can

eat, phone is now ringin', this nigga got ana, he said when he see me,

my ass he will beat, nigga we can handle this and do the shit quick,

hit ya one time make you do a backflip, take that shit off and see,

reasons that me you realize so suggest that you button your lip,

gonna know busted, better catch up with your kind, four makes you bout to

catch up, when I load the nine, you afraid to play, I don’t need to sneak up,

from behind, on ya nigga when I’m cruisin' for a crime, kill ya fuckin' busta,

we the Evil gonna do, come up with the nine, blast you right up out shoe,

niggas I head for your ma’me, but I shoot her da’da hoe afterword,

not ever cool, walkin' down the block, with a gun that pants, puffin' on a

blunt, I’m a dark helpin' hand, found ya slippin', bullet rippin',

try to pull your gun, but I shoot ya five times, do you even get the chance,

cuz you runnin' naked in the street like a maze, locked in my basement to

torture you for days, you’re a big bottle mouth, quick made to see help,

cuz she said «no helpin' me, I am too crazed,» sneak inside your house then I

pimp fuck a rule, blasted out your shoes so what you gonna do, nine cocked,

to yo dome, bitch, play it cool…

Bury you in my backyard, all you hoes are comin' hard, run upon you

busta-bitches, talkin' shit and pull your

car

Lady Dead is in this bitch, oh you better get it right, got the mask,

over my grid, and you know I rap tight, bury sucka bustas in my muthafuckin'

burial plot, bitch I’ll blow your ass, off think I’m playin' but I’m not,

grab the gauge, into your place, blast you like some stereo bass,

then I’ll take a piss right on your muthafuckin' burial grave, you gon' see I

kill’em off, been stompin' in stiletto pumps, put five shots in though yo dome,

and lock you in must in my trunk, Lady Dead don’t give no fuck,

oh don’t push or test your luck, shoot you like it’s huntin' season,

cuz I’m down to hunt some duck, little Koop, play ya tape, smoke’em with a

G-L-O-C-K, gun to play this stick up boy and show these lames that Dead don’t

play, ridin' through South Memphis in a steamer, let’s go get this punk,

grab his ass, and muffle his mouth, this Mossberg about to shut them up,

nothin' to it, let’s go do it, that’s the way this bitch gets down,

drinkin' on some Crown, clown, bitch don’t make no fuckin' sound

Bury you in my backyard, all you hoes are comin' hard, run upon you

busta-bitches, talkin' shit and pull your

car

, (fade out)