Low Life Muthafuckas Lyrics

Low Life Muthafuckas lyrics

(Intro from "Freddy's Dead")
(Dolemite: "Yeah there's these two low life
muthafuckas ...")

Verse 1
[Debonaire] Check it out it's the Poison
Clan
Debonaire Drugz and the Money Man
Low life niggas you see the
Clan
And say that it figures
You can pull my file and see I
Talk about
hoes and shit that's wild
'Cause I don't give a god damn
Bein' that ghetto
hood that I am
Gamblin' for bread; my Smif-n-Wessun
Beats any
spread
You can't play me like Atari
Motherfuckers tryin' to will be
sorry
'Cause Debonaire's far from a sucker
Another low-life
motherfucker
[JT Money] Mack-Daddy, another name for pimp
Worried 'bout
nothin', just struttin' with a gangsta limp
Since the youth, had dreams of
riches
Makin' money by pimpin' bitches
Parents hate me around their
daughters
Knowin' their kids sell for quarters
And I don't pay any
more
'Cause that's all she's worth to me, the low-life whore
I mean,
she's makin' me rich
And only God knows I love a bitch
Who keeps me
strong in the game
Pimp your little sister, won't feel shame
I go
bitch-berserk, 'cause if your mother's
On my dick, I'll put the bitch to
work

Verse 2
[Debonaire] It's a jack, so get against the wall
And
stop lookin' for a cop to call
'Cause if you do so much as twitch
You'll
end up somewhere in a ditch
'Cause I'm like that; you ain't
heard?
Motherfuckers had to spread the word
This kid, I once shot
him
'Cause his Cadillac had too much bottom
That's a good enough
reason
To me, any season is shootin' season
For a wild
motherfucker
Debonaire's never gettin' played like a sucker
Niggas know
that I go get thugs,
And come back shootin' buck-shots and slugs
[JT
Money] Yeah, motherfuckers fear me
But most be even scared to come near
me
They know I'm stampedin', leavin'
a bitch unconscious and
bleedin'
Puttin' bitches on the 'ave
And when a nigga see a bitch, you
say he gotta have
But he will pay to fuck MY bitch
That's when I get my
percentage, which
Keeps a nigga like me eatin' shrimp
And makin' JT a
motherfuckin' pimp!

Verse 3
[Debonaire] Debonaire's bad; the Devil's
Dad
Goin' on like I'm mentally mad
See, I'm livin' like a villan
You
can look at me and see I'm top billin'
I'm a goddamn player
A bitch ain't
shit to me once I slay 'er
Once I get that ass,
Best believe that bitch is
gettin' left in the low class
I know how to act
The bitch won't ever talk
to me behind my back
'Cause if so, she'll end up wit'
Pictures on the
milk-box for talkin' shit!
[JT Money] A low life nigga
After I fuck a
bitch, I egg her
But then a brother gets mad
But then I leave it up to
the Devil's Dad
'Cause when niggas start to roll
Money gots to chill
'cause I'm on parole
Professional hit-man
Throwin' a blow no nigga can
withstand
It gots me bent
Owin' me and not payin' every cent?
JT
Money's something far from a sucker
Another low-life motherfucker