American Psycho 2 Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, huh
All my dogs be live
Whole team gunning, knocking Ready to Die
American psycho
Me against the world, but fuck it, I'm psycho, rah...
[Verse 1]
Woke up with a mission gotta get the money
Back up in them blocks, trill nigga, keep it gully
Been a hustler since I left mama
Pops dead, I just continue the saga, huh
Making one into two
Drop the flour in the soda, whip up one into two
Got the smoke on the street clocking numbers federal
Suckers short on that paper, then I'm gon' see that you, bla-ouw
Brooklyn be my hometown
It's like a jungle, you don't wan' bring your folks 'round
Last chump to rat me out
Eighteen minutes, pussy got the Pacquiaco, ill
[Hook]
Huh, all my dogs be live
Whole team gunning, knocking Ready to Die
American psycho
Me against the world, but fuck it, I'm psycho, rah
Yeah, me against the world, but fuck it, I'm psycho, rah
Huh, me against the world, American psycho
Wassup?
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[Verse 2]
Life's so cold, nigga pack heat
No credit, all cash, nigga that's street
And my whole team boss'd up
Last night, ten stacks got tossed up, it's nothin
Sex, drugs and tattoos
Smoke about ten swishas on my last cruise
Any questions? I answer cash rules
Hop up in that big B then I mash through
Got a good pussy bitch from (?)
She scream loud like my 67 motor
You know that do a lot for my ego
I told her next time we fuck I'ma need a trio
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Ev'ryday I'm in the building like I'm on trial
Psycho, my gangsta is on file
Word to me, I always been a shooter
I give my foes nightmares, Freddy Krueger
Buck fifty in the third lane
Dirty goons, dirty guns, it's a dirty gang
Bad bitches set you up, niggas take ya change
Now you're in the hood known as a lame
Still flipping numbers mathematical
Yeah, my white homies call it radical
And niggas say I'm getting chubby
A nigga eating nothing more but the money, ha
[Hook]
