Texty:
Hunter Smoke Em Out

yo up now talk to em'com'om) Luniz- Whoo That gurl only hump once wit a thug now she hunt for the thug who smoke blunts in da club get pissy drunk

'em up outta me hood, rip's straight When I'm makin' me grip with a me click Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em and pump

, straight up thuggas Rippin' bucks up bloody clothes Gaugin' bloody watch this nickle trippin' shot and fuck 'em down Buckin' them coppas down Round after round after round Bloody bodies badges spread out

I'm on the hunt, so keep your shit low but yo I'm kinda slackin' up I shoulda killed you from the get-go Nigga, but this is it We coulda talked it out

Verse two What the fuck you think this is? hands up everybody spread'em the first muthafucker move, dirty bird gotta wet'em ain't nobody gettin' out alive

Listen, Flipmode and Ruff Ryders bang out hits S W I two Z's bang out clips Bang out chicks, for fun we bang out whips Y'all go to war with revolvers

and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'll Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill

more Either man comes I'm gonna hit 'em with the head rush So be careful on what you trusting Homey we keet those on us Smoke like mufflers to calm

life Jet life jet life where havnt we been.......and you can tell...from bitches tryna... boy im still..... and you could tell.... spitta in em spitta in em spitta in em