(Verse 1) You kill me or you die, 47 fillin the sky, When Killa ride, ain't no stoppin' me, preventin' you from poppin' me, Unless your targets on my face, think to call yo'self a G', Cause me and my heater dont like no set trippin' buggin' hard in my warzone, ya' dome to the skull. Blame it on the alcohol, mix it the Tylenol. And ya' body off the wall.
(Chorus) You betta me or you die, I was put to kill people, but the reason that I'm alive. You kill me or you die, I was put to kill 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 flash the on the cops like "Fuck Ya'll!". Keep bitches on your toes, better duck ya'll, Three bullets enter the automobile, Now ones coughing blood and the hugs the steering wheel, Now I'm out down the alleyway, ABK is a killa and the dont play.
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(Verse 3) Say I'm a dead man. ask my homie Blaze, we've been chokin' motherfuckers since the old days, And there's something about chokin' a motherfucker out that makes you scream and shout, and rip his soul out. Stab you in the with a Matchete blade, watch the blood trickle like black cherry kool aid. Cause' I dont you livin'. And plus it's Killa High, So, if you steppin', kill me or you fuckin' die!
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