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I long mink it or fly fox it
Might seat it or skybox it
What's in my pocket? worry, I got it
Araab, hit 'em with a sky
You a cuffer, me and my blood brothers
Cook the beef like Fuddruckers, sucker
What I of them? I ain't no judge, fucker
What I with? Nothin' but drugs, brother
Smack ya girl, kill ya pops, ya mother
ya aunt, hit ya sis, duct tape ya brother
First is all suede, Jamaican colors
'em take cover
Me? I teach laundering, Coke, bond with me
time you meet girls on E-Harmony
The block, I treat like the
From the of Delanor to the Armory
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Yo, if these walls could speak, they'd me, "Let's go"
Like Wall Street, First, Meeko and Gecko
Was ambitious, determined, I'm in Joe Pesch
They put my name in the black book they petro
retro's, yeah, them 60 plus
And black expo, necks just to look at us
delivery, the boss type
She fell in love with my kick game paw spikes
the shit you spit plain, you part nice
Half the brick is cooked 'caine, hard white
Automar bright, all the haters it
like a governor in the Schwarzenegger collection
I'm fuckin' them, I don't care who she slept with
Shorty only good for the throat like
These hot combs, your boy the next pick
I don't it out, get blown when the Tech spit
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Yo, I was always a smart ass, BMs out of Park Ave
Hand the to 'em off the ground like a bounce pass
Coke ash, so was my heart when the pound
You could up some paper, just make sure gutter mouth stash
No OutKast, me low in the Big Boi
her ass, 'throw some D's on her like Rich Boy
Benz high class, Crown be our 6-4
Shit is Crenshaw, way to be Blood and Crip calls
He ain't lying, get thrown the 6th floor
Blown from the 4-5, my in ya bitch jaw
All them diamonds, what my wrist for
Any problems? what the clique for
Fuck a big tour, I on the sick shore
are like lotto, doggy, I pick 4
Word homie, they
Macy's, Neiman's, Bloomy's, they me
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we