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Hackle - Tha Ground lyrics

Artist: Hackle

album: GUNSMITH THA MIXTAPE


Haunted Mound put you in the ground
The ground, the ground, the ground
The ground, the ground
The ground, the ground, the ground
Ahh, Hackledown on them
Haunted Mound, put you in the ground
Tombstone coming straight from the ground
Worms eat you right in the ground
The ground, the ground, the ground, the ground
Fuck with me, you'll die on the mound
I'll put your soul in hallowed ground
Cutter knife put you in the ground
The ground, the ground, the ground, the ground
Well my boys keep hallow rounds
Cooling, creeping with Hackledown
Shawty, you know I'm from the Mound
Grave Man gonna cum in her mouth
Piss on your grave, now flowers will grow
Forever young, smoke Marlboro
I hate the world, I need a new soul
Guns and knives everywhere I go
Put my hockey, creeping with my thirty glocky
I shot him dead, ha-ha-ha-ha, bitch I'm not sorry
AK is my wifey, baow-baow-baow, now you're empty
The Haunted Mound gonna leave you rotten with the bodies
Haunted Mound, put you in the ground
Tombstone coming straight from the ground
Worms eat you right in the ground
The ground, the ground, the ground, the ground
Fuck with me, you die on the mound
I'll put your soul in hallowed ground
Cutter knife put you in the ground
The ground, the ground, the ground, the ground
Haunted Mound put you in the ground
I didn't really mean to do that
My AK make a whole lotta sound
Shoot a hundred million rounds
Makin' sure you never grow old
Watchin' your skin grow mold
You shouldn't have tried to switch up
Now you lying dead in a hole
We be goin' so, so dumb
Sleeping with two wives and four guns
They see Hackledown, they run
They run, they run, they run
Haunted Mound, put you in the ground
Tombstone coming straight from the ground
Worms eat you right in the ground
The ground, the ground, the ground, the ground
Fuck with me, you'll die on the mound
I'll put your soul in hallowed ground
Cutter knife put you in the ground
The ground, the ground, the ground, the ground
Aaugh
Piss on your grave, now flowers will grow
Forever young, smoke Marlboro
I hate the world, I need a new soul
Guns and knives everywhere that I go

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