Lyrics:
Drugs, crackers
Robbers, scammers
Rappers, trappers
All the murderers
Non, factors
Factors, shooters
Packs, run up
Got 'em, got 'em
You're
Killer mere bars
Killer meri vibe
Qla mein hi dinner aur
Killer meri strive
Killer meri thrive
Killer meri grind
Killer meri tries
Killer mere ties
Fatal factor x4
I shoulda kept on walking but your body made me take a second look
Your drama does your talking but I can't deny the fact you got me
with gang, nigga
Log offline, get active, fuck your caption, what you sayin', nigga?
Pussy-ass niggas ain't trappers, they ain't factors, they can't
I don't go tit for tat
I go forward I never go back
You say you got the city on your back
I can tell you ain't giving facts
We be the factors, we be
a, timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered lawyers, and a
Young nigga havin' his way!
? and cry with his motherfucking nose in
me, yeah (Gangsta Grillz)
And all these niggas is killers
And all these killers with me, yeah
But you should be more afraid of the killer in me (oh)
been greased
Uh
Get that pussy up out of my face you got some yeast
Nah, uh, uh
I'm a beast
Uh
Time to feast
Uh
Take a fuckin' bite out of the neck
small as a shanty in a African village
Soft as cotton candy we assassins and killers
Let the shottie off in club floors, pellets spray your familia
You
a African village
Soft as cotton candy we assassins and killers
Let shottie off in club floors pellets spraying your familia
You screaming like you love
village
Soft as cotton candy we assassins and killers
Let shottie off in club floors
Pellets spraying your familia
You screaming like you love war
no factor (Preach)
Don't put my name of in yo songs you ain't no factor
Don't put my name off in yo songs you ain't no savage
You ain't with
this logic but
Killer Mike told niggas to kill they masters
The black man's life span is ending faster
You niggas thinking yo actions don't play a factor
Mega Sonic Super Nova
Can't believe it? Let me show ya
Beam, Power, Armor, Lance
I'm this world's final chance
Killer missiles, mental maze
You
My killers don't take out dope fiends, my killers take out factors
My killers ain't even from out here dude
My killers some out-of-town freelancers
I'd get so high if I could breathe
Factors of nine, reduced over time
Chasing them primes, and counting rhymes
Facing the east, bread without yeast
the killer
Ain't nobody fucking with ya
She don't put it down like you
Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you
She don't put it down
I'm sending my killers to the store for Patron and Danish
My nigga, my nigga, I would go get it myself, but I'm famous
And I ain't never changing,
gates
Words were weapons against their hate
Shepherds search for stars in her hair
Her chest grew fermented like yeast
She broke her body like aged
gates
Words were weapons against their hate
Shepherds search for stars in her hair
Her chest grew fermented like yeast
She broke her body like aged
the killer
Ain’t nobody fucking with ya
She don’t put it down like you
Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you
She don’t put it down
Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you
She don’t put it down like you
Girl you working with the killer
Ain’t nobody fucking with ya
She
mines
I know people that extort killers
We call them soul stealers
Thats a waste of time
Don’t spend your whole night trying to wait for shine
I cut
Big body mama
Jorji
Big body mama
Big body mama
You can call me big body mama
Bonvita
Ama burn down the place
Real beat killer
A beg wrap up the case
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