Lyrics:
Niggas cookin in the kitchen
A murder was committed
I was fittin the description
A Detroit nigga scandelous, I'm an assassin
Trick Trick ain't gotta hit
Trick you cin' movie in
I tried to give her ass a citation
But she got that counter clap and she started gyrating
I'm thing ‘bout the time and how much
good
But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood
So I figure niggaz wouldn't trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back
this profit
Back and I'm making up losses
You know that it's me and the boys anytime we come knocking like
Trick or treat, it's Killa B
Knock
keep me down 'cause I'm too high
Last year was a bird, that shit flew by
I feel like a dragon yeah that blue eyes
Hop in that coupe let's go
Pull up with
I've stuffed the dailies in my shoes
Strummed ukuleles, sung the blues
Seen all my dreams disappear but I'm here
I've slept in shanties, guest
I've stuffed the dailies in my shoes
Strummed ukuleles, sung the blues
Seen all my dreams disappear but I'm here
I've slept in shanties, guest
that I bought while in Chihuahua
The desert sun is beating down I'm running out of agua
Me and my compadres we meeting up in Reno
My poppa sent dinero
that I bought while in Chihuahua
The desert sun is beating down I’m running out of agua
Me and my compadres we meeting up in Reno
My poppa sent dinero
pages
Had to take it to the basics catch me in the kitchen
With the fork by the water like hit it hit it hit it
Money is the outcome Imma Get it Get it
hunnids
Like it's nothing
Hot as Miami
(During World War 3
Shake that ass for me)
A pimp place is in a ho face
You understand me
Money by
the fuck up, I'm hard as concrete
Sidewalk gun talk university
Every hood's the same, up in Detroit
I'm with Trick Trick, smoked about three joints
Backstreets creepin' slow, I'm juggin' right by Taz
He tried to text me for them bows, that mean his ass is grass
Some type way I get in my mode soon as I pop
diggin' I'll get deep into your liver
I'm game type
Love f***in' b****es in the same night
My words are aphrodisiacs if you say 'em right
The club be
complain, played out by LMFAO
Adele takes home the Grammy, can relate to being homely, can't we?
And she says she's 'proud,' but honestly who owns the stocks?
diggin' I'll get deep into your liver
I'm game type
Love fuckin' bitches in the same night
My words are aphrodisiacs if you say 'em right
The club be
at minimum
I bring hot rhymes when I arrive, like vegetables I'm steamin' 'em
When Neem is on the scene the opposition say they fearin' him
I'm in attack
I am here with all the trick or treaters
We've all been eating human meat for
A whole year
And it's been a year since
So I'm back again
With all my
Ghetto Prince Charming spark bitches like a flame
Jumpin' out front, I'm leaving lames behind
Fresher than a Ziploc, I'm back on my grind
Ain't no one in
that I bought while in Chihuahua
The desert sun is beating down I'm running out of agua
Me and my compadres we meeting up in Reno
My poppa sent dinero
bought while in Chihuahua
The desert sun is beating down I’m running out of agua
Me and my compadres we meeting up in Reno
My poppa sent dinero to open
waiting up
Reno es mi casa
Estoy en la sala
These rappers in my pasna
And you can't tell me nada
Preparando por algo no puedues imaginar
I'm Preparing for
her with the ten-foot poles!
I don't like Miami too much though, there's a lot of drugs and stuff. I was down there in broad daylight, car drive by
uh huh
What I get uh huh
I'm just carried by the wind all the way to Reno
Woah woah woah woahhhhh
Light is red or light is green
Electricity or steam
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