Dude, c'mon, you know what you gotta do this time around Kill 'em, you niggaz ain't nothin' Kill 'em, you niggaz is frontin' Kill 'em, you niggaz don't want it Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em My niggaz they get it, money Your niggaz can't get it, money We'll kill you to get it, money Money, money, money It's like everything I'm doin' is gangsta My whole movement is gangsta, I maneuver with gangstas I put the T R U in the gangsta I'm a nuisance to gangstas, I be shootin' at gangstas, kill 'em If he blink wrong, kill 'em, if he think wrong, kill 'em Show this muthafucka these ain't no paintballs, kill 'em Put his eight ball, dead in the side pocket Some lead from my hot rocket, left in his side pocket, kill 'em Fuck a microwave, that'll turn his head to a hot pocket I'm beggin' you ock stop it 'Cause never do I stop it whenever do, I pop it I Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em Yeah, I lay around all day with the pound all day Dawg, I don't play around all day, no I pop up with the glock up like it's Groundhog's Day And then I let a round off man Now how that sound off man When that pound go bang? Your face chow lo mein, bye Chow lil' man, I'm great, when you see me, bow lil' man You niggaz ain't nothin', kill 'em You niggaz is frontin', kill 'em You niggaz don't want it, kill 'em Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em My niggaz they get it, money Your niggaz can't get it, money We'll kill you to get it, money Money, money, money You niggaz ain't nothin', kill 'em You niggaz is frontin', kill 'em You niggaz don't want it, kill 'em Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em My niggaz they get it, money Your niggaz don't get it, money We'll kill you to get it, money Money, money, money When the glock go, bang When the shots go, bang All you gon' hear is Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em And I'm not no game I pop those things All you gon' hear is Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em For them nachos I'll kill ya, for my block yo I'll kill ya Let this nigga know he's not no guerrilla and that's not no chinchilla That's a chopped up guerrilla that they chopped up to get ya And you bought it, kill 'em This is not a real nigga, he is not in my picture I eat lobster for dinner He got spam on his plate, he got ham on his plate I don't eat pork, hand me some steak Nigga, hand me some cake, 'fore I hand you the eight Like a muthafuckin' hand that you shake, bitch Give you five nigga, I'ma live nigga Who? What? Where? When? Why nigga? I nigga, kill 'em You niggaz ain't nothin', kill 'em You niggaz is frontin', kill 'em You niggaz don't want it, kill 'em Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em My niggaz they get it, money Your niggaz can't get it, money We'll kill you to get it, money Money, money, money What's my name? Killa Who I be with? Killas What them bitches say? Killa, killa, killa, killa Uh oh, there go a cat fight, bitches they spar for dome Get in the car they foam, never seen cars with phones? Never Santana, I give any part to Holmes Eye, ear, heart or bone, back out the orange cones, back up Even though I go right at the Sergeant stoned Right with my orange stones, we are at home Get movin' and took out, I'm usin' the hood route Hustla please, man you was the look out Man just look out, I'm a ragin' bull With amazin' soul, so I'm paid in full But there's no movie pra, dawgy this the Uzi ride That'll leave you cutie rootie tootie little booty pie It's my duty doc, you try to sue me, stop How you try to judge me, I get Judge Judy shot Now sue me ock, I just lay and smile I'll rape your child, they won't make the trial © UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com