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VICIOUS Video (MV)




Performed By: Jimmy Castle
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Jim Castillo




Jimmy Castle - VICIOUS Lyrics
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New music
Ultimate
Ahhh
I'm finna run it up
Couple of millions is not enough
The smoke is too loud in this bitch from the reefer, I'm posted up live with my double cup
Got a problem with me then let's duel and I promise lil boy, Ima win, you the runner up
Ain't showing no mercy, Im putting a stop to your shit, on your life we going f*ck you up
Yea
F&n going handle these bitches and have 'em all twitching yea just like they glitching
All of my life I been standing on business ain't worry bout none, lil boy I get vicious
Better watch how you talking to me, I ain't one of these hoes, I came out the trenches
I go blade on these boys, Ima go hard core, hollow tips to your spine and I ain't missing
I swear these boys act like a bitch yea
This f&n came with a kit
Swear the god boy you ain't popping that stick
Swear that god boy you ain't going do shit
Certified what? You ain't come from the jungle lil boy you just getting hyped up by a bitch
F*ck around and find out put you on the news pussy boy, I don't give a f*ck bitch yea I said it
I'm rocking out in different places
You can't f*ck with me cuz I get real dangerous
I'm on the floor and I'm f*cking your lady
Freak hoe this bitch ate my dick, ate my babies
Pull out the lot in a brand new Mercedes
White buckets seats like cocaine from the 80's
Pop out new fashion, I'm wearing the latest
Stop while you can pussy boy I'm the greatest
Who the f*ck say we ain't go get live?
Playing with me is like playing with fire
Knock him out cold if he's not complying
Run up a blitz like that boy Matt Ryan
I'm getting tired of these bitches, Ima go Rambo, hoe better not be hiding
Ima let em know how it is, we the new generation, taking over this bitch worldwide
I'm finna run it up
Couple of millions is not enough
The smoke is too loud in this bitch from the reefer, I'm posted up live with my double cup
Got a problem with me then let's duel and I promise lil boy, Ima win, you the runner up
Ain't showing no mercy, Im putting a stop to your shit, on your life we going f*ck you up
Yea
F&n going handle these bitches and have 'em all twitching yea just like they glitching
All of my life I been standing on business ain't worry bout none, lil boy I get vicious
Better watch how you talking to me, I ain't one of these hoes, I came out the trenches
I go blade on these boys, Ima go hard core, hollow tips to your spine and I ain't missing
Flexed up bitch I'm diving a benzy
Sipping on drank 20oz a venti
Hit up the mall, we cash out at givenchy
Spoiling mami with that Fendi on Fendi
Popping out clean than a bitch, with the latest
Walk thru the clear port, you cannot delay us
Making the news, we the headline on pages
Switching the style, I cannot get complacent
Yea
Purple drank inside my cup
Pop me some perkys I'm feeling f*cked up
Holding it down bro I'm never going budge
Putting that work in give a f*ck about luck
I'm on a mission to stack money up
Stacking it up like the first of the month
Fist to your face boy is knuck if you buck
Feed you my ruger, I feed you my gun
Ahh
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New music
Ultimate
Ahhh
I'm finna run it up
Couple of millions is not enough
The smoke is too loud in this bitch from the reefer, I'm posted up live with my double cup
Got a problem with me then let's duel and I promise lil boy, Ima win, you the runner up
Ain't showing no mercy, Im putting a stop to your shit, on your life we going f*ck you up
Yea
F&n going handle these bitches and have 'em all twitching yea just like they glitching
All of my life I been standing on business ain't worry bout none, lil boy I get vicious
Better watch how you talking to me, I ain't one of these hoes, I came out the trenches
I go blade on these boys, Ima go hard core, hollow tips to your spine and I ain't missing
I swear these boys act like a bitch yea
This f&n came with a kit
Swear the god boy you ain't popping that stick
Swear that god boy you ain't going do shit
Certified what? You ain't come from the jungle lil boy you just getting hyped up by a bitch
F*ck around and find out put you on the news pussy boy, I don't give a f*ck bitch yea I said it
I'm rocking out in different places
You can't f*ck with me cuz I get real dangerous
I'm on the floor and I'm f*cking your lady
Freak hoe this bitch ate my dick, ate my babies
Pull out the lot in a brand new Mercedes
White buckets seats like cocaine from the 80's
Pop out new fashion, I'm wearing the latest
Stop while you can pussy boy I'm the greatest
Who the f*ck say we ain't go get live?
Playing with me is like playing with fire
Knock him out cold if he's not complying
Run up a blitz like that boy Matt Ryan
I'm getting tired of these bitches, Ima go Rambo, hoe better not be hiding
Ima let em know how it is, we the new generation, taking over this bitch worldwide
I'm finna run it up
Couple of millions is not enough
The smoke is too loud in this bitch from the reefer, I'm posted up live with my double cup
Got a problem with me then let's duel and I promise lil boy, Ima win, you the runner up
Ain't showing no mercy, Im putting a stop to your shit, on your life we going f*ck you up
Yea
F&n going handle these bitches and have 'em all twitching yea just like they glitching
All of my life I been standing on business ain't worry bout none, lil boy I get vicious
Better watch how you talking to me, I ain't one of these hoes, I came out the trenches
I go blade on these boys, Ima go hard core, hollow tips to your spine and I ain't missing
Flexed up bitch I'm diving a benzy
Sipping on drank 20oz a venti
Hit up the mall, we cash out at givenchy
Spoiling mami with that Fendi on Fendi
Popping out clean than a bitch, with the latest
Walk thru the clear port, you cannot delay us
Making the news, we the headline on pages
Switching the style, I cannot get complacent
Yea
Purple drank inside my cup
Pop me some perkys I'm feeling f*cked up
Holding it down bro I'm never going budge
Putting that work in give a f*ck about luck
I'm on a mission to stack money up
Stacking it up like the first of the month
Fist to your face boy is knuck if you buck
Feed you my ruger, I feed you my gun
Ahh
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Writer: Jim Castillo
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