This is what you're me, okay It all comes down to this Okay This is what you tellin me? That this is it? (GRRRRRRRRRR)
How many slugs should I plug into yo' chest it's get filled you ain't got nothin' else to do but get killed Been a fiend since I found out how a slaughter taste a clip of hollow tips into yo' daughter's face
'Cause that's just the of shit that I'm on Collect my dough, make the hit and I'm gone I ain't got's to worry about the aim Infrared, to your head, will sure, I hit him in the brain
BLAOW! One mo' for good luck - for what?! He was dead, what the fuck?! I be, my shit up OFF in a nigga When I see, nothin' but SOFT in a nigga
Fuckin' coward, I how it - feels To have to look at your - squeal, after I hit her with the steel I'll, that's how a nigga blows up whoever I hit up, will never get up
Tell me, how goin' down nigga If I'm bein' a fuckin' nigga (yeah) a couple of rounds nigga, I keep a toast real close In case I turn the rest of yo' peeps into ghosts
Fuck it I'm ready for combat, a gat That'll make any nigga, become a meal for the rats There won't be nothin' left of money but a Big DMX from the group home
Niggaz don't mean they say when they talk Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they Niggaz don't mean what say when they talk Niggaz a certain kind of way when they walk
Since the first day in it, I a promise to myself I was make it happen, that's the way I felt You know never scared, play the cards we dealt Doin' it my way, you bitches for help
I hear your and your so-called beefs But a different story any time we meet in the streets I'm fully in it bitch, your is juvenile to me We can squash it, go 'head let you warm up the for me
I hate to even be like this, y'all it out To tell the truth it excites me, I it out Sick with it, a bitch that can get wid'dit Admit it, I'm that bitch you can't live
And I'ma keep it long as I'm here Pitbull, back at'cha neck, I'm them cheer is what they need in they life, I'm bout mine Now I'm wit'chu, fuck out my face, wastin my time
Bitches don't mean they say when they talk Bitches lean a certain kind of way when they Bitches don't mean they say when they talk Bitches lean a certain kind of way when they
Nahh! Uh, yeah, I got a wet haze, coke, and a block But y'all still missin the point a free throw shot Get it? This some'n you learn, this is some and you earn
Turn it up and give me to burn That boy 'Kiss is a of a man your life like a cell phone, so try to get a helluva plan 'Cause most dudes left the hood
A couple knew they was doin, so they came back like good coke Down South they'll you 'Kiss is good folk (that's right) Up North I hit my niggaz off good smoke Out West they ridin me, now I'm back hard
I'm worried bout the rats that's in my back yard Hated by many, by none I two guys, one's God, and one is my gun Jada is the nice guy, 'Kiss is the
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Cowards don't mean what they say when they Cowards lean a certain kind of way when walk Cowards don't mean they say when they talk Cowards lean a kind of way when they walk
cowards!
Niggaz can't be fuckin' serious, y'all pussy Niggaz pussy - y'all don't it? BRING IT, BITCH! Just a lil' somethin' man, to let know To niggaz know man, matter of
Matter of fact y'all niggaz, excuse my man! Straight up y'all niggaz, my back! I ain't got no rap for no niggaz!
Five motherfuckin' champ! Five times! BITCH! Touch that! holla back! Motherfucker!
A done had this rap shit I'm out..