Lyrics:
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
correct
Im a King lil mama what do you expect
We jigging, girls picking
The lames show respect
I get to the bag
The cash I collect
Yea yea
Killa Cam aye
Radio Killa, Big Snoop D O dub
The American Dream
Ayo nephew, come up off them keys
Sing a lil' somethin' for the ladies
You know what I
this family and my momma, too
But please brah, won't ya come back for Lil Wayne
And see Cita, Mrs. Rose, Sheryl, Kemp and plus Sinetra
Dog, we really
Why you fucking want my name mr.officer
Am just a rapper who is trying to be popular
Marijuana is not with me mr.officer
Hit me the way you want I
on pushin'
Keep keep on
Well it's the king of the hover trade and the sergeant of snow (Snow)
They call me Mr. Killa Gram in case yo ass ain't know (Know)
keep, keep on
Well it's the king of the hover trade and the sergeant of snow
They call me Mr. Killa Gram in case yo ass ain't know
I'm the boss
découpe-les tous à la Deadpool
Découpe-les tous à la Deadpool
KillA découpe-les tous à la Deadpool
À la Deadpool, à la à la
I better lose myself in the music,
Bountry
Halloween mask, carve one of you pumpkins
Empty the pills out, fire up the purp now
Game is back, lil niggas pull your skirt down
Flow ice cold,
mobster, callin all the shots
From a underboss prospective, and y'all gon' respect it
I murder, by numbers nigga, one two three
Darin any motherfucker
the southside
(ayy, ayy, ain't nothin, ain't nothin, ayy)
[Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy]
Ill leave your ass cripled
Like some frosted flakes
What you call it
with the homies, roll through, do what I do
[Mr. Shadow]
In the coast where the best roam, you'll get your chest blown
Killa Kali be so strange you
Godzilla
Yes, you lookin' at the chief
Keitel, Mr. Pink Dog, Cam killa
Watch her 9, that's Lil' Kim
Keep that shit cocked and 12
You know thats some boys
killa off Amelia East
So put two and fall
See I ain't with that boy
Cuz all I do is grab my
9 and break a nigga off
Somethin' proper, I will make you
and no looking back for us
We got love show love that's love
Say the all you're all that l need to get by
All I need to get by oh oh oh oh
Yeah
I got
[Intro]
Yeah you know what I'm sayin, these lil flodgin ass niggaz
come down on lower level actin like they hard
Off the street ass punk! yaint
An unlikely bond
— an encounter
The counterparts I’d like to describe
as followed:
A mind, sharpened by hatred,
Mrs. Morrison had told me ‘bout
or doped up?
Get ya lil Junior whopper clique smoked up
Please tell me is you STUPID?! I take money
Crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my clique lootin
these niggas but I'm not gon' cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa, Jay-Z die too
Lookin' out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve
and a whole lotta killas and a whole lotta nerds, yeah
And I gotta whole lotta money and I count that shit like a mufuckin' clerk (oh yeah)
I done fucked
to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
But if you fuck around you gon' make me
him
You say you got them killas with you
I don't believe him i know a gangsta when I
See him lil' buddy and u ain't him
No, no, no and u ain't him
No,
Tony Montana
Maison Margiela boot right up in Manor
Wiz Khalifa da reefer, smoke by the pound
Drunk on Juicy J like I'm on the brown
Touching that
[Mr. Lil One]*Talkin*
Yo this is what we fin to do
[Chorus: Mad One (Mr. Lil One)]
Let's ride ride, slip and slide
(From my side to your side)
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