
* aLL aBoUtZ DiS

psych representin the clique of the mamiz thats as large as two armiez and cant none of you bitchez harm these, tru ass femalez leavin threat filled e-mailz leadin to bloody body trailz, you bitches know youre frail. yall bitchez just dont get it, your wigs are where shits headed leavin 16 shots embedded cuz shit talkin we aint forgettin. til your ass is dead and rotten its your funeral that we're plottin, its the mamiz you aint toppin, do yall realize what youve got in? shit talkin we aint havin, leave you dead behind a cabin, yall cant take the shit im rappin cuz you know this shit can happen. give your bitch a good slappin cuz her gumz is alwayz flappin, yappin, so while she nappin our gunz get click-clackin. all my mamiz are bringin their shankz, gankin your lankz and, like some fuckin pirates, got yall walkin the plankz. tru mamiz bout big bank and leavin hataz stank and rank with the strength of a tank, nigga or bitch, it really doesnt matter, either way your skullz gonna shatter, bloodz gonna splatter and most definately you wont be livin after, cant you hear the laughter? tru mamiz thas bout raw shit and unity, bustin clipz in your community, herez the difference between you and me. you, your ass can still get shot, me, im just a farmer representin his crop, makin sure we on top when we open up shop. yall know me, you niggaz know im psych, i know you like my style so get off the dick, its gettin crowded, psych and the mamiz enter a room and murdas automatically shouted, we aint no one that should ever be doubted, yo, peep the game nigga and see how its scouted. realize i aint the one to mess with, the nigga your girlz obsessed with, gets undressed with, damn, shes on some stressed shit. yall niggaz feel me? we'll see, psych, that nigga "b" from "d" that busts more then three for free at any nigga that feelz he can kill me. psychs a nigga that knowz no hesitation, jack your ass like masterbation, bitch, do you know what you facin? me and the mamiz compilation is taken over the nation, green is what we chasin, killin with no complication. you can tell we real, murda murda kill kill, spittin the treal shit you muthafuckaz feel. nigga, itz pain we inflict when it comez to conflict so never contradict the muthafuckin
*mami clique*...

