Saturday, January 15, 2005

killa

first one on the track
so u know gotta get it crunk
put em up throw em up
gon head blaze the skunk
give me a pound of that ghetty
im ready to get it crackalatin
niggas need to quit all that hatin
& start congratulatin
all up on the dance floor throwin bows
drunk & excited
gon off this potion with the notion
to start a fuckin riot
shh be quiet in the club its bout to go down
my niggas totin explosives
enough to bring it to the ground
we got it locked
from the north to the south
to the east to the west
puttin these cakin ass niggas to test
puttin these fakin ass niggas to rest
u's a rookie im a vet
ptowns finest at his best
DNB & HTB
nigga u aint seen nothin yet

~Hook~
its hard being a nigga
in a world full of killas
happy to live one pussy nigga less
hold up nigga i aint done yet
u already know whats comin next
here's a clue, about what it do
when its through there's nothin left
gon head nigga take a guess
hope u loaded up ya tech
*one in ya arm tahe four to the chest
nigga should've worn ya vest


i think its about time
nigga that i flex my muscle
gotta bunch of suckas hatin always
tryin to start some trouble
betta tell em
i'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
buck with, niggas run up & they get
stuck quick, hush shhh
nigga quit all that yappin
keep on lip flappin u gon have to make me start cappin
when my heater start clappin, it wont be applause
blood leakin from ya sneakers
like Niagra falls
im havin suicidal thoughts
i might just kill us all
naw fuck that, i got too much to live for
only the good die young
so i know im dying old
my ghetto novels laid in front of u
watch as it unfolds







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