Mercy (La Leakers Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro: Fuzzy Jones]
Well! It is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of teeth
When it comes to my sound, which is di champion sound, believe!

[Hook (Crooked I says "Slaughter" in the background)]
Okay, Lamborghini Mercy,your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna j*rk me
Okay, Lamborghini Mercy,your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna j*rk me

[Fuzzy Jones singing while Crooked I says "Slaughter"]
Well! It is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of teeth
When it comes to my sound, which is di champion sound, believe!

[Verse 1: Crooked I]
We ain't showing no mercy n*gga
Thirsty killer, Percy Miller
Ask around n*gga I'm 'bout it 'bout it
Lost my mind I'm living fine without it
Money on the trigger that's bread on your clique
f*ck the world because you'll be dead on your di*k
Decapitate ya' like a backwards savage
Come back to my village with your head on a stick
pus*y n*ggas that's the sh*t I don't like
2 Glock 9's at the same damn time
Jump off Joe said the n*gga don't write on 106 and my n*gga ain't lyin'
Walk in the booth, get to talking the truth and then I cough in the booth
When I draw then I shoot, sawed off in the douche
You alter the group, too raw to compute
Leave a soft n*gga mute
Make him call for a truce
Then I hop in the coupe, on vodka and juice
Just a boss on the loose
Little mama's caboose, like a ox and a moose
I got to seduce, I'mma hop in the cooch
And toss her a deuce, peace sign
Yes in Long Beach and I'm east side reppin'
My n*ggas'll kill you before I reach my weapon
Beneath my leave that's a .357
Pow pow this Slaughterhouse
Shady records on my neck I'm cashin' out
Killin' every beat then a negro exit that mean on every track I'm blackin' out
I got 30 pages of rhymes in this muthaf*cka!!!(hahaha)
[Hook]

[Fuzzy Jones singing while Crooked I says "Slaughter"]