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I might mink it or fly fox it
Might floor it or skybox it
What's in my pocket? worry, I got it
Araab, hit 'em a sky rocket
You a love cuffer, me and my brothers
the beef like Fuddruckers, duck sucker
What I think of them? I ain't no judge,
I deal with? Nothin' but drugs, brother
Smack ya girl, ya pops, take ya mother
Stab ya aunt, hit ya sis, duct ya brother
First is all suede, Jamaican colors
'em take cover
Me? I laundering, Coke, please bond with me
Only time you meet on E-Harmony
The block, I like the pharmacy
the back 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 speak, they'd tell me, "Let's go"
Wall Street, Billy First, Meeko and Gecko
Was ambitious, determined, I'm in Joe mode
They put my name in the black book they petro
Black retro's, yeah, 60 plus
And expo, necks broke just to look at us
delivery, the boss type
She fell in love with my kick game paw spikes
Half the shit you spit plain, you part
Half the is cooked 'caine, that's hard white
Automar bright, all the haters it
Feel like a governor in the collection
I'm just fuckin' them, I don't who she slept with
Shorty only good for the like chloraseptic
These rappers hot combs, boy the next pick
I don't straighten it out, get when the Tech spit
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Yo, I was a smart ass, pullin' BMs out of Park Ave
Hand the to 'em off the ground like a bounce pass
ash, so was my heart when the pound blast
You could up some paper, just make sure gutter mouth stash
No OutKast, me low in the Big Boi
Border her ass, 'throw some D's on her Rich Boy
high class, Crown Vic's be our 6-4
Shit is like Crenshaw, way to be Blood and calls
He ain't lying, get thrown from the 6th
Blown the 4-5, my dick in ya bitch jaw
All them diamonds, that's my wrist for
Any That's what the clique for
Fuck a big tour, I sail on the sick
Girls are 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