Killa (Goin' Off)
Dre Carr
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Ay I heard it's killa season Nigga it's my season Yeah bitch, it's Dre Carr baby Bitch I'm goin' off, I be goin' off (Yeah, goin' off, ay) Don't give a f*ck about a nigga who be showin' off (Ay, ay, hol' up) You pussy niggas got the juice, bitch I got the sauce (I got the sauce, ay) And I ain't goin' back to jail, nigga f*ck the law (F*ck 'em, ay) So if you niggas got beef, come and serve it raw (Hol' up, yeah bitch) Nigga come and catch these hammers to yo' fuckin jaw (Goin' off) Nigga you thought, in reality you niggas soft (They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay) Dre Carr the boss, if you cross, you gon' take a loss (They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay, ay) Bitch I'm goin' off, yeah It's the Dre Carr, steppin' in Killer thoughts, evil grin (Yeah bitch) Sneak dissin, you fire shots Get shot down like Uncle Ben Rap game, I'ma raise the bar Hole in one, y'all hittin' par Muhfuckas tryna drive me crazy Like my name Carr with one R (Yeah bitch) Think you know me, nah you don't know me Snatch you up, I'm the real Kony Startin' shit with me, I'ma be At your neck like a bib homie Makin' money, now they real phony Actin' hard, nah they don't want it Why these niggas keep playin' fuckin' games We gon' have to make a deal Sony La vida loca like the eses I'll snatch your girl and make a sextape Yeah I rent your girl like Redbox Then I bring that hoe back the next day Embarass y'all for six days, then Sunday is my rest day This one track shittin' on your whole tape This ain't even my best day Not 21, but I'm still a savage Got a straitjacket for you crooked (Yeah) I don't give a f*ck if y'all pistol packin' Nigga I'm the shit and y'all fuckin' maggots (Yeah bitch) Get the f*ck up off me trick Y'all niggas whack, I'm tryna get rich Niggas fuckin' round gon' end up in a ditch, bitch I'm Bitch I'm goin' off, I be goin' off (Yeah, goin' off, ay) Don't give a f*ck about a nigga who be showin' off (Ay, ay, hol' up) You pussy niggas got the juice, bitch I got the sauce (I got the sauce, ay) And I ain't goin' back to jail, nigga f*ck the law (F*ck 'em, ay) So if you niggas got beef, come and serve it raw (Hol' up, yeah bitch) Nigga come and catch these hammers to yo' fuckin jaw (Goin' off) Nigga you thought, in reality you niggas soft (They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay) Dre Carr the boss, if you cross, you gon' take a loss (They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay, ay) Bitch I'm goin' off, yeah So I'm here now, here to stay I"m comin' thru, don't stand in my way If you rock wit' me, have a good day If you don't then these are your last days 'Cause once I start, there's no stoppin' There's goons knockin', it's pistols cockin These haters talkin, now bodies droppin' Dre got 'em scared, now doors lockin' It's pussy poppin like pop rocks Knock the pussy down like Jenga blocks Hit it one night, three days later Got the hoe still feelin' aftershock Watch me whip a new Lexus hoe Riding with an ambidextrous hoe Gotta keep me a cup of dirty Like Houston muhfuckin Texas hoe Rap game, I'ma wreck it hoe When I catch you, I'ma check you, oh Now you wanna try and play it cool When my kitchen knife is at your neck lil hoe (Yeah bitch) Come and get you like a repo These rappers my kids, my citos I'ma slang your girl that wood Like I was working at Home Depot I'm your nightmare, don't fall asleep When I spit the flame, you gon' feel the heat Like warm nut on your bitch cheek Then she rub it in like Maybelline Get the f*ck up off me bitch Y'all niggas whack I'm tryna get rich Niggas fuckin' round, gon' end up in a ditch, bitch I'm Bitch I'm goin' off, I be goin' off (Yeah, goin' off, ay) Don't give a f*ck about a nigga who be showin' off (Ay, ay, hol' up) You pussy niggas got the juice, bitch I got the sauce (I got the sauce, ay) And I ain't goin' back to jail, nigga f*ck the law (F*ck 'em, ay) So if you niggas got beef, come and serve it raw (Hol' up, yeah bitch) Nigga come and catch these hammers to yo' fuckin jaw (Goin' off) Nigga you thought, in reality you niggas soft (They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay) Dre Carr the boss, if you cross, you gon' take a loss (They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay, ay) Bitch I'm goin' off, yeah
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