Lyrics:
I'm a killa, nappy head nigga, from out the valley, best strapped
Down, in Sac-Town, capitol of Killa Kali,
Fool I comes heated, when needed, niggaz
killer music
'Cause every monster's back in town, and they're after you, so don't get spooked
Join the ghost train, make your moves
Pray that the deadly
without me the shit brown but
Bitch I'm rapping now
I shook you off cuz I gotta get it can't be slowing down but
If I'm back in town
Ima stop by now tell me
slippin, slidin away
From the sac-town to the l-be, we do this shit like everyday
Do you feel me, I'm the untouchable
Fuckin with the rectable,
Warn the town the beast is loose
Conflicts with night sticks
Illegal sales districts
Hand-picked lunatics, keep poli-TRICK-cians rich
Heretics push
had the shit (Bling)
But now I make the bag disappear that’s a magic trick (Oh yeah)
Fee Fi Fo I’m the Giant on the scene wop (Oh)
Stompin' lil niggas
and get this bitch, ain't got no time fo no shit
Got all my boys, don't make no noise,
Just throw that trick in the ditch
It ain't no way La Chat gon'
Honestly rather trick before I'm tricked out my position
Had to learn in school no GPA
Most these bitches GTA
Meaning she gon' let you beat
Just to complete
Yeah
Finally looking up
Yeah
Yeah
Never gave a fuck much about me
Grew up in this pretty town by the sea
Didn't know I had it till I chose to leave
Can't confide in my home
That's ruined by a hoe
I went left here last time
So I guess right is the move
It feels like I'm in the snow
Cuz my mind is so
turned out by my triple X
It's nothin new - I've ran up in a few
Hit the party had the hardest G's cuffin them too
Cause I'm a mack, the whole world
the ruler's back
U live on a dead end
I'm in a cul-de-sac
U suppose to be folding clothes
U ain't suppose to rap
In the back of the laundromat
Where
to mine
I?m not starting a fight, just telling it right
The best damn rapper who ever grabbed the mic
His name is too $hort, now shut your mouth
In ?81
shawty I'm a asshole by nature
Roaming in the streets, feel like I'm in the jungle
Niggas hating on me, tryna go against the muscle
Why they hating on me,
pray that sac town show some love
We live in the background where they pack rounds
Smoke windows tinted, poke index finished
Nerves hit the surface, was
me again, kickin' in your fuckin' doors
I'm look for dividends, I ain't lookin' for you hoes
You bitch can't comprehend, let me put one in your boo
me again, kickin' in your fuckin' doors
I'm look for dividends, I ain't lookin' for you hoes
You bitch can't comprehend, let me put one in your boo
Everything sucks... but I’m doing great
I might cop a Grizzly
Pull up in your cul-de-sac and then just pop a wheelie
Get really really really rich and then
fools
Won't stop, learnt it on 'em, I gotta eat chief
Now getcha ass in my way, I'm snatchin' you up by your lil' briefs
Now rock twice and do your hand
achieve it
Might could've fallen
Gotta get up off of my back now
Whole lot of pain with what went Down in my background
Left LA now I'm livin north of Sac
jealous, hate to see a nigga rise up
They tryin' to size up, but punk nigga, wise up!
I pack my nine, yeah, I'm fine, and I chill with it
Shoot 'em in
I get by that's fasho, yeah
Keep it real, I suppose, yeah
I'm alive, I don't know, yeah
Woop woop woop woop
I shed myself just like snakeskin, I'm
finna kill that muthafuckin' hoe
Westside bitch
Reppin' Cali all muthafuckin' day
I'm out here in your city
From Sac Town to H-Town
Yeah Krys Ro hoe
on
Don't have to blow twenty thou' to get to know honey's style
Show her the town, steal her heart, no money down
Hardcore, real ill niggas
I'm
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