When I Touch / Serial Killaz

[Intro: 3-Dog]
Damn, its 3-Dog, know what I'm sayin'
You and Psycho, manne, [?] Devilish [?] Psycho [?]
(Aww, we goin') [?]
Lil' Blink, gonna [?] muthafuckin' back, y'know what I'm sayin'
And uhhh, me and Lil' Tazz gon' kick in
[?] work off [?]
[?]

[Bridge]
He scared x7
He scared
(Don't turn around)

[Chorus: Lil' Tazz]
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool (bodies crushed-)
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool (bodies-)
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bo-bodies, bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge

[Verse 1: ??]
Silent night there's no light, that's when I start creepin' on your punk-ass
Grip my mask and ball up in the park fast
My fault, you got caught comin' out the liquor store
Pistol to yo head, trick'or'treat, be kinda like its early Jawn
Snatch that Hen' up out yo hand
Pistol grip, smack to yo jaw
Turn da handle around and knock the grill up out yo goddamn mouth
Neva' fake, know that shit be kinda out of style playa (C-9-C)
Cloud 9 [?] pussy grip
Set tip, into my clip *gunshot x3* on you [?]
I'm gon' claim that 'til I die
I die, stay tripped off, thought you knew my style be kinda [?]
Its time to ride on these [?] hoes
Lil' Red A.K.A. Razorblade
Now I hope, I don't have to empty this clip on a ho

[Chorus: Lil' Tazz]
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bo-bodies, bodies crushed, when I touch with
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool (bodies crushed-)
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool

[Verse 2: ]
I'm on the come up, first you crawl then you walk
Fuck them playa hatin' bustas
'Cause thats all they do is talk
Talkin' the talk, and walkin' the walk
Thats two thangs that takes some skills
Talkin' the talkin', walkin' the walk
On the other hand can get you killed
Don't need no bitch
All a nigga need is my fuckin' loot (gimme loot, baby)
[?] homegirl get my [?]
Easy comes, easy goes, when these bitches I don't even know [?]
Ball swingin', pimpin' playa out the do'
Bodies crushed when I touch with the 12 gauge, BOOM
[?] manne, when I kick shit, doom
If you busta, [?] you can't handle the damn tone
[you want to be a?] pimp playa in the muthafuckin' [Maf'?]
This shit forreal, forreal, forreal

[Chorus: Lil' Tazz]
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool (bodies crushed-)
The serial killa from the Cloud 9, but you don't hear me though, fool (bodies-)
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge (the serial killa-)
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bo-bodies, bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge

[Verse 3: ??]
Nigga, I ain't got time [?]
Better have yo shit, real deal, like [?]
[?]
[?] (nigga you ain't gon' do what?)
Introduce him to his room, make him take his stash out, lock 'em in the trunk, if I had too, trick!
5, 10, 20, used to many [?]
Got a sack cause I know [?]
Betta' be down fo' ya neighborhood
Why? 'Cause I catch a [?] fo' da stangin' ho
Watch me load this shotgun
This shotgun pump got you playa haters on the run
Pop the trunk, and get my bigger pump, bitch, wit' the 12 gauge shells, [?] (Aw, shit)
[?], when they see the big barrel comin' [?] in they face (Aw, shit)
And I'm strapped wit' the Mac and [?] gloves, so you know a nigga like me ain't leavin' no tracks
To catch a case, [?] gotta [?], muthafucka is zero punks in my town
It's been a while, since my 12 gauge [?] head off ya muthafuckin' body, punk BITCH

[Chorus]
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge
Bo-bodies, bodies crushed, when I touch with the 12 gauge

[Verse 4: Pyscho C A.K.A. Mista King]
Who this nigga be? K to the I to the N to the G
Up under the mask, its Psycho C
And ready to blast in any robbery
[G-R-P-T-O-E?] to the do', lay down on the floor
Don't hesitate your body will be achin' if I don't get that dope
I'm out for a killin', tryna make a million in this game, to come up
It's Mista K-I-N-G disguised under the mask, now stick 'em up
Label playa type, sit back and just smoke a sack
My money is gettin' low, I gots to go make a jack
I'm strapped like Jap', I'm ready to peel yo cap back, cross you out on the streets
I'm P.I.M.P. in this madness, stang like a bumblebee
C.9.C. gonna reach the T-O-P, and never fall
Bodies will be crushed, [?] dope [?] gonna drop off