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Hood Rat Killer Video (MV)




Performed By: Brim
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Bryan Delgado




Brim - Hood Rat Killer Lyrics
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Gotten to the point of the insane
The quiet long pauses and the ring from the in-brain
Coping with the blade in a way that leaves me quite slayed
But turn my car on, this shit was never stocked to this day
Ight, guess I lied
I don't really got the whips, cause there ain't shit that I buy
But
Hood Rat Killa
Shoot the bitches with the ray till they ten times chilla
Yeah It's the Hood Rat Killa
Smoke vanilla-flavored rillos and a pack of marlboritos
Named the four great lokos, after four fake homos
Slick back no rack and a blue collared polo
You can tell that they do not really look good in they photos
A pain in my ass said if you wanna smoke?
F*ck no
Youuuuu
F*cking bitch
Pain in my ass make a f*cka wanna act up
Sitting in my coupe I got a blunt, don't wanna match up
Pretty green grass yeah I got this shit packed up
I can see fiend through the window yeah he look cracked up
Huh?(Yeah)
You see that shit?
Masked up, face down, and walking, turn on the whip
And if the f*cka wanna pull up he gon see some shit
Cause if he even comes close he'll be rotisserie chicken
With a vision of the death of his children up in his kitchen
And the single silent sizzle of the cooking little midget
Kick and fidget, your restraints won't loose and finish
Man I hope you don't resist
Cause then we might just have to kill it(You gon' die
You gon' die
You gon' die
You, you, you gon' die)
Uh
(You gon' die)
You ain't ever seen a man
With a fan
You ain't ever seen the man be a fool(You gon' die
You gon' di-I-I-ie)
Uh
He's a man
Not a fan
You will never see the man with the fool(You gon' die
You gon' di-I-I-ie)
He's a man of the womb
But a momma never found nor a clue
Several hundred nails, holy grail she done gave me
Pussy talk in colors hear a rainbow it could save me( Yeahhh)
I just did the math, said I'm greater than the man
When you see another body know I did my happy dance(Yeahhhh)
Hold on
A chance
That I shoulda never gave you now you're staring at the bottom of my feet and a ranch
You, say
Uh
You never meant what you said
And all you ever really wanted was for us to be friends
Was for us to be friends
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Gotten to the point of the insane
The quiet long pauses and the ring from the in-brain
Coping with the blade in a way that leaves me quite slayed
But turn my car on, this shit was never stocked to this day
Ight, guess I lied
I don't really got the whips, cause there ain't shit that I buy
But
Hood Rat Killa
Shoot the bitches with the ray till they ten times chilla
Yeah It's the Hood Rat Killa
Smoke vanilla-flavored rillos and a pack of marlboritos
Named the four great lokos, after four fake homos
Slick back no rack and a blue collared polo
You can tell that they do not really look good in they photos
A pain in my ass said if you wanna smoke?
F*ck no
Youuuuu
F*cking bitch
Pain in my ass make a f*cka wanna act up
Sitting in my coupe I got a blunt, don't wanna match up
Pretty green grass yeah I got this shit packed up
I can see fiend through the window yeah he look cracked up
Huh?(Yeah)
You see that shit?
Masked up, face down, and walking, turn on the whip
And if the f*cka wanna pull up he gon see some shit
Cause if he even comes close he'll be rotisserie chicken
With a vision of the death of his children up in his kitchen
And the single silent sizzle of the cooking little midget
Kick and fidget, your restraints won't loose and finish
Man I hope you don't resist
Cause then we might just have to kill it(You gon' die
You gon' die
You gon' die
You, you, you gon' die)
Uh
(You gon' die)
You ain't ever seen a man
With a fan
You ain't ever seen the man be a fool(You gon' die
You gon' di-I-I-ie)
Uh
He's a man
Not a fan
You will never see the man with the fool(You gon' die
You gon' di-I-I-ie)
He's a man of the womb
But a momma never found nor a clue
Several hundred nails, holy grail she done gave me
Pussy talk in colors hear a rainbow it could save me( Yeahhh)
I just did the math, said I'm greater than the man
When you see another body know I did my happy dance(Yeahhhh)
Hold on
A chance
That I shoulda never gave you now you're staring at the bottom of my feet and a ranch
You, say
Uh
You never meant what you said
And all you ever really wanted was for us to be friends
Was for us to be friends
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Writer: Bryan Delgado
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