Razor To Your Throat Lyrics by Dj Muggs
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(breaker, breaker, 1-2)
(breaker, breaker) --> rza
Yeah yeah
Soul assassins 2gs
And you can swing on these
One time
Go somethin like this
(break it up, break it up)
Yo, its the anti-thug with the anti-dote
Soul assassinator with the razor to your throat
Crowd motivator with the upgrader data
Put your drugs in the air, dj muggs is on the fader
coolin in cali, Im hollywood-swingin
Push a burgundy 7 with the wheels bling-blingin
Stereo pumpin, keep your bell ringin
Step up and say somethin, leave you swelled up and stingin
Like a fat bitch with a sun burn
When you gon learn? yo, I go back like chick hearns
Im shot-callin, Im play-makin
Tell me whos ballin, I tell you whos fakin
(breaker, breaker, 1-2)
(breaker, breaker)
Yeah yeah
(yo, break it up, break it up)
I say stop - hey - wait, hold on
Ill do you like bdp did pm dawn
I crept on you, slept on you, style that I hustle
If you wanna flex, punk, make a muscle
Def jams like russell once he left rick rubin
Linked up like a cuban, where the fuck you been?
Heres a little story that must be told
bout a crew thatll fuck around and kill your soul
When we roll up in the cut they put the party on hold
Cause we got millions sold and the money we fold
Its outlandish, yo, its disgustin
Suckers duckin from the shots we bustin
Its like that
(breaker, breaker, 1-2)
(breaker, breaker)
(yo, break it up, break it up)
(breaker, breaker) --> rza
Yeah yeah
Soul assassins 2gs
And you can swing on these
One time
Go somethin like this
(break it up, break it up)
Yo, its the anti-thug with the anti-dote
Soul assassinator with the razor to your throat
Crowd motivator with the upgrader data
Put your drugs in the air, dj muggs is on the fader
coolin in cali, Im hollywood-swingin
Push a burgundy 7 with the wheels bling-blingin
Stereo pumpin, keep your bell ringin
Step up and say somethin, leave you swelled up and stingin
Like a fat bitch with a sun burn
When you gon learn? yo, I go back like chick hearns
Im shot-callin, Im play-makin
Tell me whos ballin, I tell you whos fakin
(breaker, breaker, 1-2)
(breaker, breaker)
Yeah yeah
(yo, break it up, break it up)
I say stop - hey - wait, hold on
Ill do you like bdp did pm dawn
I crept on you, slept on you, style that I hustle
If you wanna flex, punk, make a muscle
Def jams like russell once he left rick rubin
Linked up like a cuban, where the fuck you been?
Heres a little story that must be told
bout a crew thatll fuck around and kill your soul
When we roll up in the cut they put the party on hold
Cause we got millions sold and the money we fold
Its outlandish, yo, its disgustin
Suckers duckin from the shots we bustin
Its like that
(breaker, breaker, 1-2)
(breaker, breaker)
(yo, break it up, break it up)
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