Lyrics:
Watching them fall one by one, they fight
Did you think you'll love me too?
Baby, I'm a sociopath
Sweet serial killer
On the warpath
'Cause I love you
100 pile u know what bro
Fucking with the killers and the dealers
(Trap stories) to let a whole 100 pile
Still fucking with the killers and the dealers
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
(Wheezy outta here)
Damn
What?
Von
Huh? What?
You know I'm the realest (you know) and you know I'm a killer (you know)
I think I need a vest
extra heaters nigga?
Let's go ride
[D.I.G.]
Who the fuck, that is, on the side of me
Yo who the fuck, that is, down to get high with me
Yo who
find yourself by moving around
Give yourself some love before your back in the ground
Let go, let go, you let go, you let go, let go the ego
Let go, let
what happens when I step in
Let me introduce you to the one and only Infinite
Ha ha ha ha
Who dey zuzu
Who dey moh moh
No go do anyhow for here Sha oo
Na
Opportunity knocking at the door hear the come up
You already know where to go won't you come on
Don't let the dream killers through the door won't you come
Come on, let's toast the champagne, this one's for the life
Did everything you could, to be here for the night
Man it feels good, everything is right
what you thought, or who you brought witchu?
(Bad Boy killer) A Bad Boy killer, Biggie annihilator
They wonderin why he breathin, but bitches is dyin
're insane
By the looks of those eyes, you'll forever be a shame
Let me call him Mr. Killer it's the end you're all doomed
Gonna come and getcha they got
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
your shit thawed
I'll set your roof on fire till it's no ceiling
No fireman go go Let's go Brooklyn
You are now tuned in to the show killers
Sponsored by
better be saving your thoughts
Boy all you got is a cape, I make the nation go off
And nigga who put fear in your heart, respect me
Take it [?] 'fore
Cheetah print all on the back
Sexy motherfucker you
Love how you be switching that
LA by way of New York
She tell me she love my talk
I tell her I love her
show that
When he come home every time
And he ain't no good, and I know I should
Let him go when he go, but
Know that's my Killer Joe
You can't have him
you all about it in this song that I wrote
Let's go
You're the best
Yeah I know, I know, I know
Killer set
Yeah I know, I know, I know
I'm impressed
let no light in
Red velvet robbin crews totin lead pipes in
To your suburban home throwin on kids and wife and
You go spaghetti when these killers
the
Streetapparel, keep the path straight and narrow while we bombin' on
Pharaoh, so Bounty Killer pour the sorrel let's make plans for tomorrow,
'Cause if it's
guilty
All my ghettoes up! All my ghetto's up!
Weh dem deh?
There doing you wrong
Let's get it poppin', let's get it poppin', yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
(Wonka, secure the bag)
You ready?
(Get the bag, King Wonka)
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
I'm here to stay
I'd wear human bones around my neck and have my ceremonies
Then go back upstairs and microwave some macaronis
You know what's all up in
to me
Ima let that bitch blow
This one for the streets
One for the killers who ride with that heat
One for the trappers thats movin’ them p’s
Finessin
soldiers, I thought I told ya
Let's get ready to rumble, them niggas stumble
Hit em with left blows
Fuck it got death blows
Ready to got to war? Let's go!
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