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Kill Bill

Suff Daddy

EFIL4FFUS

Phil, I'm ill
I'ma kill you, then kill them then kill Bill 

Nigga ask Dr. Phil, I'm ill
I'ma kill you, then kill them then kill Bill 

When you see

Don't kill me
Don't kill me
Don't kill me
Don't you dare

Don't kill me
Don't kill me
Don't kill me
Don't you dare

Don't kill me
Don't kill me
Don't

Real Chill

Rae Sremmurd

SremmLife 2

2016

that kill, kill
She shake it, it feel real
The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this shit stay chill
My homies the real deal, we

never enough to say goodbye
So if you gonna go
Yeah, if you gonna go
Yeah, if you gonna kill me, baby
Please don't kill me
Slow, slow, slow, slow

Without Me

Missy Elliott

Side Effects of You

2013

Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know

you left me broken down
Think that I'd come running back
Baby, you don't know me
'cause you're dead wrong

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Think I might kill myself
Think I might kill myself
(MG on the beat, someone come get me)
Think I might kill myself
Think I might kill myself
I think

fuck off away
You know what I say?
Let them all go home
But you know me

I want this city to kill me, to kill me
I want this city to kill me, to kill me

anyways"

I will kill you that's a fact
I'm actin fast when you come for me bitch
I don't give a fuck, throw a punch
I will duck that shit
I got my gang

Let's see Ugo

Lemme go inside
Killin' em wit de flow
More pressure you make my man grow
Inside
Kill em wit de flow 
More fiya you make ya mind blow

glass back
No room for cowards
And grab that lemon and suck
Hide your boner and tuck
Grind on her hard as fuck
And somebody find and kill that duck

License to Kill

Unlinked Artist

Hits of Bond...James Bond

1998

who made you want to you?
Please don't bet that you'll ever escape me
Once I get my sights on you.

Got a license to kill (--to kill--)
And you know I'm

Запасись чёртовым стафом (чертовым стафом)
И умри как Моби Дик
Mood

V - kill
You die
It's real
Bitch

Mood, flop
Desk-top (top)
Stop, bitch, stop (stop

Ah o ti pa mi o
Emergency
Ye o ti pa mi o
Emergency
E gba mi o pa mi o
Ahhh ahhh ahhhh

Iwo lo ma pa mi amin
Na you go kill me
Baby iwo lo ma pa mi

This the finale, right
Shit
Kill for the dollar bill
Yeah they kill for the dollar bill

Ugh
Fuck the president, yeah

Kill for the dollar bill,

Yeaah, yeaah
She tryna kill me alive, aye!
JayDre, yup

She tryna kill me alive, I thought that she just down to ride, ay
She tryna kill me alive, I

Baby, I want you to kill
I want you to kill me
I want you to kill me in you
I don't want to rest
'Til I forget you
Your dark heart
Baby, I want you

(Oak Mob bitch coming through)

Uh kill it, know it's Harradine
Know it's my time, cause I know the voice got cadence, Uh

Run up to your spot but

Do not leave me
I love you
I hate you
I love you

I hate you
I love you
I hate you
If you leave me

Better yet, I will kill you
Kill you
Kill you

of strips
All are copies of papers
Don't blame me, it was this love's fault
Don't tell me that
Because we're all wild
I will kill this love
Prah Prah Prah

but I'm here
Huh
Looks like plan B
Life after bets on what would kill me
Vegas odds, I beat the spread
No thanks to my existential dread
I used to live

Kill me on sight 
Kill me on sight 
Punk mothafucka better put a fight 
Kill me on sight 
Kill me on sight 
Pain mothafucka make you feel it all

(Verse 1)


Chopper get the coughing
Should of never started
Nigga walk up on me 
I kill him out of caution
Attacking for the hardship
You rapping for

No restraints it's time to play
Time to sharpen up the blades I'm about to kill the game
Time to pop off the grenades I'm about to kill the game
This