f*ckin Wit a Psycho lyrics

[Intro]
This'll be the way that I die
Lettin' a n*gga bleed 'cause I shot a f*ckin' hole in his eye
That n*gga brain p*ssed blood just be'cause of my .9
Singin', "please don't let me die"
I let the motherf*cker die
The others cry and beg for their souls
I killed 50 people now I'm diggin' 50 holes
One got away, number 49 is runnin'
He fell a few times, boom-boom, I kept comin'
You can run but you can't escape
And if you wanna know more, yo

[Verse 1]
I had a vision of a murder
X-raided sittin' in a house with a .9 in my hand and a joint in my mouth
Straight f*ckin' with that cisco, it got me 'noid
I never should've started f*ckin' with that 40
Now I'm sprung out, stuck on the killa tip
Trippin' like a motherf*cker, but now I'm through with it
Got on the phone said, "Migo, I'm on my way
My b*tch is trippin', I need a place to stay"
She's talkin' to me like I got no brain
'Cause of the cisco, or ''cause I'm insane?
Brotha Lynch's been through the same thing though
But X-Raided can't be trippin' over no ho
So, I got my .9 I was stressin'
Threw on the loccs and hat to keep 'em guessin'
Went outside, in the house there was a dead b*tch
That what she get for marryin' a lunatic
I've been on that killin' spree shootin' at night
n*ggas dyin', 'cause me and my b*tch had a fight
I know its f*cked up but fool that's the price ya payin'
n*ggas fadin', my b*tch is too when I'm sprayin'
See I dont give a f*ck about sh*t
Even if ya know me I smoke ya and let you be a (Dead homie)
Show me that you're a lunatic like so and ya might live when ya f*ckin' with a psycho
[Chorus]
Don't f*ck with a crazy motherf*cker
Don't f*ck with a— (A motherf*ckin' psycho)
Don't f*ck with a—
Don't f*ck with a crazy motherf*cker
Don't f*ck with a— (A motherf*ckin' psycho)
Don't f*ck with a— (Hell yeah)

[Verse 2]
I did a walk-by and the attitude I have is
f*ck everybody if they ain't from the garden (For sure)
Little voices in my head got me doin' dirt
The evidence of the murder printed on my shirt
Is it the cisco that's f*ckin' up my head? (Maybe)
It got me quenchin' for the thirst of a n*gga dead
Was my b*tch right? Am I crazy?
Why am I thinkin' the worlds tryin' to fake me? (They is)
The only answer that I know is to kill a chump
Watchin' his ass bleed the pellets of a riot pump
I got two homies Migo and Brotha Lynch
They know I'm crazy but they just gettin' convinced
Yeah, now watch me kill this motherf*cker
I cracked his spine, take two licks like a tootsie roll sucker
I moved my paddage when I saw his body drop
His neck was broke and his spinal cord was popped
I can't be stopped, I got to take a fool's life
I'm outta bullets, so f*ck it, I'll use my knife
Who's next to die? don't nobody know b*tch
There ain't no tellin' when you're f*ckin' with a psycho
[Chorus]
Don't f*ck with a crazy motherf*cker
Don't f*ck with a— (A motherf*ckin' psycho)
Don't f*ck with a—
Don't f*ck with a crazy motherf*cker
Don't f*ck with a— (A motherf*ckin' psycho)
Don't f*ck with a—

[Verse 3]
I'm lookin' for a slider – some Jack The Ripper sh*t
So I take a b*tch and stick a fat knife in her clit, watch her twist
My di*ks turn to stone, ''cause I love to hear a motherf*cker scream in a scared tone
And then it's on, I'm diggin' in a dead b*tch
She can't feel it but I gives a f*ck I like the sh*t
I hear sirens, that's all I need to know
The cops is on they way, it's time for me to go
I hit a fence and I was headin' for the house shot
On deuce 4th Street the cops had a roadblock
What the f*cks next? That's what I'm thinkin'
I'm butt-naked and my plot is straight sinkin'
I grabbed the b*tch who was standin' on the corner
You scream or holler and I smoke you, I warn her
I put the knife to her throat and I yelled out
Clear the streets or this b*tch gon' have another mouth
The cop says, right, yeah, let the lady go
I said, hell no, I kill this b*tch and that's on the four
I had the b*tch by the throat and wasn't lettin' go
She gotta die ''cause they're f*ckin' with a psycho
[Chorus]
Don't f*ck with a crazy motherf*cker
Don't f*ck with a— (A motherf*ckin' psycho)
Don't f*ck with a— (Yeah, ho, you f*cked up real, too)
(All y'all n*ggas f*cked good)
Don't f*ck with a crazy motherf*cker
Don't f*ck with a—
Don't f*ck with a— (A motherf*ckin' psycho)
Don't f*ck with a—

[Bridge]
This'll be the way that I die
Straight devil blind n*gga going
Killed 50 people now I'm diggin' 50 holes
One got away, number 49 is runnin'
f*ck, picture this, 'cause I shot your punk-ass in a minute

[Verse 4]
Now I'm in a f*cked up spot but I got a cool plot
That I'ma use, and I'ma kill the ho if they refuse
To let me go 'cause n*gga I know what's up
If I cut the b*tch's throat then I'm f*cked
The cops don't care about blowin' the top of me
Cause I'm delayin' they donuts and coffee so
I thought about my plot I'ma kill the ho
Based on the fact I put it on the motherf*ckin' for
Cop, you better drop your weapons and sh*t
Either that or I'ma let the b*tch have it
The cops is like 'go ahead, kill the trick'
Probably 'cause the girl was a black b*tch
I said okay and put the knife to her throat
I took a swin' then I headed towards jumpo
They started blastin' and blastin' at me
About twenty shots, they never hit a n*gga g
I was runnin' low, tryin' not to get popped
Gettin' chased by a hundred white cops
I got shot then I dropped like c-lo
Just another day, in the life of a psycho