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[Intro from "Freddy's Dead"] (Dolemite: "Yeah, there's these two low-life muthafuckas ...") [Verse 1] [Debonaire] Check it out, it's the Poison Clan Debonaire, Drugz, and the Money-Man Low-life niggas, you see the Clan And say that it figures You can pull my file and see I Talk about hoes and shit that's wild 'Cause I don't give a god-damn Bein' that ghetto hood that I am Gamblin' for bread; my Smif-n-Wessun Beats any spread You can't play me like Atari Motherfuckers tryin' to will be sorry 'Cause Debonaire's far from a sucker Another low-life motherfucker [JT Money] Mack-Daddy, another name for pimp Worried 'bout nothin', just struttin' with a gangsta limp Since the youth, had dreams of riches Makin' money by pimpin' bitches Parents hate me around their daughters Knowin' their kids sell for quarters SongtexteAnd I don't pay any more 'Cause that's all she's worth to me, the low-life whore I mean, she's makin' me rich And only God knows I love a bitch Who keeps me strong in the game Pimp your little sister, won't feel shame I go bitch-berserk, 'cause if your mother's On my dick, I'll put the bitch to work [Verse 2] [Debonaire] It's a jack, so get against the wall And stop lookin' for a cop to call 'Cause if you do so much as twitch You'll end up somewhere in a ditch 'Cause I'm like that; you ain't heard? Motherfuckers had to spread the word This kid, I once shot him 'Cause his Cadillac had too much bottom That's a good enough reason To me, any season is shootin' season For a wild motherfucker Debonaire's never gettin' played like a sucker Niggas know that I go get thugs, And come back shootin' buck-shots and slugs [JT Money] Yeah, motherfuckers fear me But most be even scared to come near me They know I'm stampedin', leavin' a bitch unconscious and bleedin' Puttin' bitches on the 'ave And when a nigga see a bitch, you say he gotta have But he will pay to fuck MY bitch That's when I get my percentage, which Keeps a nigga like me eatin' shrimp And makin' JT a motherfuckin' pimp! Verse 3 [Debonaire] Debonaire's bad; the Devil's Dad Goin' on like I'm mentally mad See, I'm livin' like a villan You can look at me and see I'm top billin' I'm a goddamn player A bitch ain't shit to me once I slay 'er Once I get that ass, Best believe that bitch is gettin' left in the low class I know how to act The bitch won't ever talk to me behind my back 'Cause if so, she'll end up wit' Pictures on the milk-box for talkin' shit! [JT Money] A low life nigga After I fuck a bitch, I egg her But then a brother gets mad But then I leave it up to the Devil's Dad 'Cause when niggas start to roll Money gots to chill 'cause I'm on parole Professional hit-man Throwin' a blow no nigga can withstand It gots me bent Owin' me and not payin' every cent? JT Money's something far from a sucker Another low-life motherfucker Aus Songtexte Mania