(Verse 1) You better me or you die, 47 Bullets the sky, When Anybody Killa ride, ain't no me, Bulletproof you from poppin' me, Unless your targets on my face, don't to call yo'self a G', Cause me and my heater dont like no set trippin' hoes hard in my warzone, Crack ya' to the skull. Blame it on the alcohol, mix it the Tylenol. And peel ya' off the wall.
(Chorus) You kill me or you die, I was put here to people, but that's the reason I'm alive. You kill me or you die, I was put here to people, but that's the reason I'm alive.
(Verse 2) Bitch, I'll you for your necklace, and drag yo' ass behind my ride around the hood, and say "I'm just senseless". And the brights on the cops like "Fuck Ya'll!". Keep bitches on your toes, better duck ya'll, Three bullets enter the automobile, Now ones coughing and the other hugs the steering wheel, Now I'm out down the alleyway, ABK is a killa and the killas play.
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(Verse 3) Say I'm a man. Just ask my homie Blaze, Cause we've been motherfuckers since the old days, And there's something chokin' a motherfucker out that makes you wanna scream and shout, and rip his soul out. Stab you in the shower a Matchete blade, watch the blood trickle down like cherry kool aid. Cause' I want you livin'. And plus it's Killa High, So, if you steppin', better kill me or you die!
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