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Mangled (produced by The Wunda Twinz)

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You motherfuckers wanna see me, nigga put some glasses on Because I run up in your fuckin' face, and it's too late To try to run and try to get away Don't try clearing your vision 'cause that's strange You in the presence of Leatherface, just an average motherfucker Thug Havin' spitted for the funk, bad nigga with a gun (Uh-huh) So run, run, run For this testament, this thug's comin' you'll be done, done Before we even get started Love and the war 'cause this the art of it And we'll bomb your shit Before you even realize, we the niggas got a problem with you Mr. Sawed Off, nigga bow down Now kiss this, click-click, what's up? What you niggas really wanna do? Get the fuck up Motherfuckers should've never put my name in they mouth But I'ma get it out when I buck-buck And you explode Your head, your neck connects you no more, corpse hit the floor Nigga never realize until they been showed 'Cause they been told Time after time and they still actin' like they don't know So when we roll, skulls get blowed away and stowed away In a box up under the dirt, nails in the coffin just to be safe Watch how we play Down with the dirty every time we do it I'm the nigga runnin' with the gold, checkin' the Uzi So be choosy and don't be stupid Don't walk into it When you see the line rollin' by, y'all better move it Now I said, "Excuse me" Don't make me bust a U-turn and come back with the Uzi Turn the scene into a movie And you the first nigga dead 'fore the credits even roll up I play the killer in the picture And you know I'm gon' get ya 'cause it's my script, duh Wrote and produced by me, the original T-H-U-G When you look in the dictionary for the meaning of thug Motherfuckers should see me Now nigga, do you see me? (Do you see me?) Nigga, do you feel me? (Do you feel me?) If a rapper know I'm sick, bet a nigga gon' kill it (Gon' kill it) Light it and let me hit it I bust it and I fuck a nigga right up with a pistol or the millie Now you caught up in the middle of the crossfire And now your life's in danger Gonna wrap his neck with some barbed wire Hang 'em, watch 'em dangle You can run and hide, but we covered every angle When the bullets fly, niggas bodies they get mangled