Devil Made Me Do It lyrics

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Some say the devil made 'em do it
But he didn't make me do sh*t
You a b*tch, that's why I pack the full clip
That's why I took a full trip
To the crib, and let that motherf*cker rip
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y hoe!
You a pus*y hoe!
You a pus*y hoe!

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
I murder these hoes, n*gga stay murkin' these hoes
Hit 'em with platinum and gold, gun in hand
Look at 'em runnin' man, these haters they gimme some gold
I'm lookin' like a ghost in all black, ownin' a skeleton mask
Bustin' out that black Rolls Royce, those are bogus tags
Wild boy, got money but killin' like I'm broke
Still settin' up stangs, drop it off you silly hoe!
I do this sh*t for fun, ain't gotta work the streets no moe, nightly
The Killjoy Club - we kill cause it's exciting

[Verse 2: Crunchy Black]
You're a hoe and you know it, I done told yo ass before
All that bullsh*t you're talking got me knockin' at yo door
Sayin' the devil made me do it, I'ma holla n*gga no
It's that four-five n*gga, got me goin' killa hoe
I'ma rob and I steal and I do that sh*t for real
All you fake ass n*ggas out there, go and get a mill
Out here they gettin' killed, out here they gettin' peeled
I'm one hunnid, rep my team, I'm one hunnid, that's for real
[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Some say the devil made 'em do it
But he didn't make me do sh*t
You a b*tch, that's why I pack the full clip
That's why I took a full trip
To the crib, and let that motherf*cker rip
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y hoe!
You a pus*y hoe!
You a pus*y hoe!

[Verse 3: Violent J]

[Verse 4: Shaggy 2 Dope]

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Some say the devil made 'em do it
But he didn't make me do sh*t
You a b*tch, that's why I pack the full clip
That's why I took a full trip
To the crib, and let that motherf*cker rip
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y hoe!
You a pus*y hoe!
You a pus*y hoe!
[Verse 5: Koopsta Knicca]
I heard the devil, see-through pistol
From down below, hello, hello
(?) n*gga (?), put 'em in da red
Like I said; I'm scared the n*gga dead
I fought block n*ggas and I did some time
b*tches like you make me lose my mind
An outlaw satanic underdog
Pretty serial killa b*tch (?)

[Verse 6: Big Hoodoo]
Hell's pit, we in the kitchen, cookin' up the chronic
With evil words playin' backwards and they sound demonic
Your head spin around in circles till you start to vomit
I just came to sh*t on b*tch n*ggas like a good colonic
Big Hoodoo - don't never say my name in vain
Not for the games, have yo eyes lookin' at yo brains
I'm psychopathic, killin' anybody, anybody
Murder till they feel my pain, diagnosis: I'm deranged

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Some say the devil made 'em do it
But he didn't make me do sh*t
You a b*tch, that's why I pack the full clip
That's why I took a full trip
To the crib, and let that motherf*cker rip
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y! You a pus*y!
You a pus*y hoe!
You a pus*y hoe!
You a pus*y hoe!
[Outro: Koopsta Knicca]
Listen here, that's what it comes to
You or me, dude
See this gun fool
Now you're like dead, dead, dead