Lyrics:
Yeah
Give me a second man
Alright I'm Going Back In
They call me KCJ AKA Killa Kam
7 Years and Still with BAN
It's Still the Plan to Steal your Fans
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
Nigga, what's hap'nin?
Who we got in here?
Nigga, ain't this the last album
Fuck that, we got Richie Rich, Dru Down, (you know!) Yukmouth
of character that 50 sent to a wanksta...
Bitch I'm by self !
cnd I surround u like a Pickett fence protecting Biden from offensive picketers..
Im when
Taylor's in that stash
By that 7-45 beamer
And the way you give back shots
Like Venus and Serena
Have a nigga on stage gangsta leanin', oooh
If ever you
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
One more birth
Can't keep count
Yo that's 10-9-8-7 and 6 and
5-4-3-2
One more year that's one more down
And one more birthday
Can't keep count
New
know by living
In the neighborhood familiar
With those sounds we knew it was gunshots
So automatically you know we started
Taking cover because we
Didn't
for the cash, money and the fame?
So what if ... is fucking up your brain?
Yo-Landi Visser is the shit up in this bitch.
I rap for 20 years, never made
mouth, he talking smack
I'm like what's up, he like he ain't talking back
I'm like album time, so back to the mac
Night walkers in this bitch, hissing
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
Now fifty years down the line, we gon' all look back
And say that hip-hop, in 1995 was wack
But then we gots it back on tracks
And by the year
[Diamond]
Niggas ain't fuckin wit D, fuckin wit me
Lookin at me like "Yo, what can it be?"
In the wide body-7 while you suckin the D
Spent out in
doubted me before now I know they see the vision
Cuz I know I'm bout to blow up by this year that's precision
I'm the one they want go and get like me
I'm
Yeah, it's CMG the album, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
History
You ain't never seen this many gangsters in the same squad
You never seen this
with fuckboy you know how I get down,
And if you mad about this this diss bitch,
Stop by next time you in town,
I seen you all in your comments,
When
bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it
Bitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with
I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)
My need I
Church
This dudes gon' end my career
Damn son that's comedy gold
Your voice sounds like you just ate a cactus
And you're eighty years old
I listened
Really I'm 16 for 16 on this album no debate
Made my debut the best album I could make
I got set back for 2 years I wasn't planning on no wait
So
enemies by any means (any means)
If-if-if you get twenty years in the league, you still couldn't ball with us (no)
Seven foot four, boy still ain't tall
stop my Rasta (Roster)
With dreadhead posture
I Take yo bitch out to Red Lobster
I'm just tryna do the best I can
Ever since the age of seven knew I'd be
"I'm comin'!"
Now in ninety one, he wanna tax me
I remember, the son of a bitch used to axe me
And hang me by a rope till my neck snapped
Now
that shit
We got toasters in the whip
I got fiends at the door
I be trapping like a bitch
I got workers by the store
They be packing thirty clips
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