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from Killa City where the Killas from (killas from) You know I still sip without the double cup (double cup) First you get this money, then you stack it
climbin' I'm still a wanted man I get a hunnid band Still I do Summer Jam Woah! Tecca N9ne milla' Kansas City Killa' Turn up! Bubblin' up with it
Killa City ain't the future? Bitch you Imma cop a thang Longer than a ruler ruler Killa City ruler Killa City ain't the future? Bitch you dumb I'mma
Klik Street Mobb Man I put this souly on my dookie brown dickeys Hail to the be side Capnaptavate these Killa City killings Nigga you can?t calculate big
of hot friesand a vess pop Came from east but what cred I got Killa City rula Get yo head knot Came to get money what fans I got? Still a pull up dirty
I got a black mask for this fashion Killa City you know I get active I'm from the hood I keep cheese in the mattress Said you getting money that shit
her body posi) Play some get rich hoe, but I won’t die for trying Killa City known to lock them demons in the dungeon (Dungeon) This a eulogy they ever
We gone make a pack Spin his block in a second and he won't make it back We get even like Steven don't do the tit for tat Killa City be the illest
Baby I'm not one of them I'm really fucking him , yea I might be .cut different .. but I'm not Fucking trim, it's killa city to Atlanta man that's
Niggas got bankroll Stacking up pesos in the city Killas be lurkin Tryna merk something in the city Bitches be suckin and First night fuckin up in
trippin', I mean 650Ms Trappin' up at Auntie Annes, I was tryna get a Bin If you wanna spend, you gotta wait till your check come in Killa City, Kansas
seen you call murda Innocent chilling Be coo Now we control murda Bless up to you Killa Killa City murda All shame on you Can't link for da murdas But
the Rollie on the wrist line Pull up to the function on big time Killa City native reppin my side Pop up side out and G ride Ain't no question that's how it's
dumb, niggas from Killa City In a room full of grown hoes, I'm changin' up my tone Freaky bitch, she get on top, she tryna ride me to my song She keep
This for all my killas riding in that New York City slab We ain't need no guns to put 'em in a body bag Reppin' with my squadies all the way from
Munchie Bodak Niggas ain't talking bout shit, ugh Inglewood Killa City Aye look This that beauty and the beast mode I'm in the Bay going dumb word
I had Now I got heavy artillery living in Killa City Baghdad 100 round drum and my nigga got one, run up on us, get zipped in the bag like gas Bounce
the heat I'm killa cities MVP You learn quick ain't no love in them streets niggas sleeping on me Hate it or love it cuz I just won't stop And I can't stop
come threw Got some hittas in the city Got some killas out the city Got some la familia All day- every -mother fuckin day about me Give ah fuk about
Gotham City killa Cant,Touch my derriere TransparentGhostly Figuaa,Cold Crisp Air Can't you feel the Ghosts Cut em up quick, Body Bag em Up Minds
up To be some stone cold killas In a city full death I pray God walk with us Lord Can’t my mind my business Keep the marathon running As God my witness
heartless all of my killas they heartless In my city you heartless innat Illy they heartless I come from dat jungle snakes, pigs, and them apes nigga Body
Killa City will have a nigga lost in the Mids Doin' nothin' but mothers stackin' pussy coffin again What is happenin' is a merger, different levels
a boyfriend, and he way too hot now She ain't say nothing bout Mary, so don’t get carried away and get buried It can get real dumb, and ignorant, Killa City's
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