Mood Swings lyrics

Artist  : Ganksta Nip 
Song : Mood Swings



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[Verse One]

Straight outta South Park a real as nigga 

Up in Corpus Christ Texas with my Mexican
killas

We comin up together getting fortune and fame

A wise man told me that you need allies in the
game

And big gats muthafucka, we all got triggas

Nine-nine ain't bullshiting I'll kill me a
nigga

See I don't [??] shit bitch your head will get
cracked

Talkin down on Psycho Nip and your get murdered
for that

Ho ass nigga, that's the reason why the Psych
stay high

Psych Ward Wreckless Klan S.P.C. till I die

And BITCH, we move something, your ass will get
stomped

My partner Q-Boy gotta muthafuckin Twelve gauge
pump

Shot 'em all did the job, somebody got robbed

And Nip will eat the fresh like it's corn on the
cob

Keep is real, you know I gotta keep shit hype

And this ain't nuthin but a muthafuckin graveyard
site (nigga)



(Hook)



I be having mood swings

Good is what the mood brings

I be having mood swings

Evil is what the mood brings



(Repeat)



[Verse Two]

Verse two is like a muthafuckin gun to your
head

I'll let you see the pictures of the children
that bled

Everybody always wanna seem to call me crazy

The trash can is where you find most dead
babies

Mood swings, lyrics over hard-core beats

It's kinda like a german shepherd hit on the
streets

By a big muthafuckin truck, speeding and shit

And poor little german shepherd bleeding and
shit

See I'ma born psychopath, I shed no fear

And I'm the hardest muthafuckin nigga rappin out
here

And I got knowlegde of self I finna make
history

Mosque 45 F-O-I and N-G-T

I come to unify Whites, Latinos, and Blacks

And rats they survive around true ass cats

And keep is real you know I gotta keep shit
hype

And this ain't nuthin but a muthafuckin graveyard
site



(hook 2X)



[Verse Three]

Toe tag killa plus I wrap you up in plastic

People killin other people say it's just a
[???]

Mood swings come and I do have plenty

And this is telling me to go kill twenty

Muthafuckas lay it down in the Gosh darn
street

And Scagnetti is the mind behind this dope ass
beat

Psycho Nip is the master and they kick it now

And when we see a dead body we gon' walk on
by