Lyrics:
to get away and to a vigi it ain't nothing but gun play
Buck these niggas I'm a killa sreaming regime deep navis wit heat like the A team and when my
the east side
Rolling killa through the city we fried
Riding round getting high
Lil nigga rolling big blunts
Skinny nigga but my lungs tough
Smoke in
the Fables
All of you 'killas on Xbox
You was a hoe long ago
During Mr. Nice Watch
You was overflow at the show funky flip flop
I was on road rocking Gold
you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love
give a fuck if you lost
I done turned into a savage, the shit I got taught
All I hang with is killas I ain't neva got caught
My squad go crazy
I
ones gon' blow somethin'
Bitch, I'm retarded, I might flash
True blue flag, yeah, I'm a Loc
That lil' nigga 'bout that action
Killas on go, they
S'up main, peep game
All these muthafuckin' killas
And these muthafuckin' wicked ass preachers
They have they congregations, you know what I
with Lil' Ripsta number one with the gun come come get some
Senseless killa Fifth Dog and posse run get gone
Fuck with the Bone four niggas strong
Modern day killa
Hanging with apes, yea i be with gorillas
That nigga mad cause his hoe, i just hit her
I do not know her name, i can't remember
He
he gone buss somethin/
One phone call away, lil Kutt a killa he gone touch somethin/
I'm 19, blessed by tha best its fvck a teflon/
Hook
I got no
Killa Kal
Lighter flickers let's let a incense
Let's get the ambiance just right up in this....*BITCH*
I'm not the type to try to buy your presence
made
I was raised by the block I don't know about you
I don't know abboout you,
Where the killas really try to out due,
Brodie put yo main mans onna
featuring Bristal Lil' Kim Puff Daddy
[Puffy]
As we proceed
To give you what you need
B.I.G. mutha fucka's
Lil' Cease
featuring Bristal Lil' Kim Puff Daddy
[Puffy]
As we proceed
To give you what you need
B.I.G. mutha fucka's
Lil' Cease
Killa, cuz I'm on every song
And Young Subway Killa
This is a 3 part album of letters to my future self, who I call Brae Woods
Part one is Flood Free
Part
wit me killas
Come wit me, real soldiers keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies!!!
[Chorus:] [Silkk The Shocker]
I'm a N-O- nigga L-I
M-I-T soldier (2X)
long, don't live long
Heard the killas they don't live long, don't live long
HOOK
And I know how we live is wrong
But fuck that nigga just stay
killas coming trough with bubble ups to pick up double ups
And put him in that muthafuckin long black hearse
I mean, once you gone nigga you layin in
think I’m the devil
I resemble a goat
Let ‘em hang by a rope
Stop wit the threats
Go head do it
You won’t
Look he fakin the funk
Cartier lenses i
that's my vibe
I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta oooh
Killa Bee is a killa for sure but in the booth
I don't see any reason to be beefing,
a stone
To you my dear
* : Haitian Creole Word
*(1) My Mrs
*(2) i know
*(3) what quality you are
*(4) you never changed
*(5) you are always there by my
The all by just text me
Said the Lord’s always gon’ bless me
I pray you, I got the gun on me
If a nigga eva try to scratch me
I still kill for killas
Make
I just want a Lucille
Andromeda rocks on the wheel
Catch me out stuntin
I be too blunted
I’m with some killas
Who really don’t feel
I just want
[Verse 1] Welcome to the land of misery Where my delivery strikes with madness Hearts explode from a touch of the 44 blastin (Party) By the killas
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