5150 کے بول

5150, 5150 Wrist so psycho, my wrist go 5150 (MoundRich, bitch) 5150, 5150 I'm a psycho, put that razor to ya' throat 51— Crank that Haunted Mound, ya cracker! 3AM Gang, Round Tha Way Boyz are creepin' through your woods You know how I'm rockin', cut off stockings Yoppas all up in my pockets Boots are Rock and jeans are Robin's Got a Breitling for the timer Go, go, Grave Man (Hauntaholics, you bastards) MoundRich, bitch 5-5-5150, 5150 Wrist so psycho, my wrist go 5150 5150, 5150 I'm a psycho, put that razor to ya' throat 5150, 5150 (H-H-H-H-Hauntaholics) I'm a fuckin' flexer, my wrist go 5150 5150, 5150 Trappin' out the psych ward, my wrist go 5150 She in love with the crow, I got Robin wings though My iced out bloody diamonds go 5150 It's so hard to fight when you wish you were never born My wrist blazin' like the northern sky on my dark throne Bitch, I feel sick, like Sickboy, I'm holdin' up fours Watch me fly away alone, watch me fly away alone Grim Reaper dope boy, rockin' all black clothes Life is a highway, ride it down the backroad (Skrrt, skrrt) And my heart is so cold My heart is so cold And my lungs are so blown (So blown) Baby, cancer smoke my cologne Razor in your candy Put that cutter to your throat (MoundRich, bitch) 5-5-5150, 5150 Wrist so psycho, my wrist go 5150 5150, 5150 I'm a psycho, put that razor to ya' throat 5150, 5150 I'm a fuckin' flexer, my wrist go 5150 5150, 5150 Trappin' out the psych ward, my wrist go 5150 Skrrt, skrrt MoundRich Baby, cancer smoke my cologne Damn, Haunted Mound got your speakers smokin' Run that shit back