Before we get this Killa Season start this shit off with my man 40 Cal
Who am I? 40 Cal. Gat to your back, get motherfucker Clown (You will be wonderin' what are we do now)
Let me try to I shoot his truck up just to him insane Give his Rover the new name, the range we see you yell fire and aim
'Cause when I fire them thangs like (You will be wonderin' what are we do now) I gotta watch who wit me, watch who Drop two on a hot new Bentley
But when it come to drops say he cop too many like, (You will be what are we gonna do now) with wonderful Cal (They Hummers in brown)
Nah, I just shitted on you, even haters my style I'm a role model, I the hustlers proud I the customers smile (You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)
Catch me in them with Jennifer, BM's with Olivia If it ain't Vivica or somebody down the block the suspense is killin' ya like, wow (You will be what are we gonna do now)
Cal, we see him we leavin' He schemin', he be he kill people, we believe him Oh he's reachin' (You will be what are we gonna do now)
Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa,
Killa for murda once, no redial Just see child, the O G and how I used to be wild the story of Cam'ron and Zeke Giles one way road to the P now Yeah, the whoscal, oh, child you wasn't
snitched, if he did, I'd be doin' a hundred years Did the interstate, big cities, tiny Took over towns, black ties, tiny bums Handsome hoods, thugs, but we grimy dun
Cars, cribs, money, had to me some Zeke right me dun, dun, he play by all the rules That's why the house is his, the cars, all the Ya'll all are fools, your regular married with children
Dawg, nine to five, office, Couldn't live that life, I loft and pool I had too class, I ain't report to school If they to school, I caught the stool, extort the fool
Took off his jewels, thought he cool, gun to mouth, they drool Fuckin' wit wolf, this should be taught to you Ya money don't matter, what you afford to do Is wit me dawg, that could be affordable
Hide ya mom, police protection, that's when I'm convertible, TV's are portable Fiends on line, coke lines, they come and a few
(Killa) Guns, cars, and (Killa) Weed, smoke, (Killa)
Glocks, ox ockin' I'm (Killa) Cam, fam, damn, (Killa)
and the reason you breathin' (Killa) Who buy out the bar (Killa) Who far a star but they car is Gallardo? (Killa)
I was forced to eat, you lost I keep the fifth, and then like a Piston, toss the heat Now round the corner, up the block, cross the Up flights, right where the bosses meet
And the is peach, felt like Boston George Left Boston Market, did deals on Boston Now, I bought the beach, all they applaud my speech One nigga crossed the chief I know you heard he lost his and it's
(Killa) Guns, cars, and (Killa) Weed, smoke, (Killa)
Glocks, ox I'm cocked (Killa) Cam, fam, damn, (Killa)
Season and the you breathin' (Killa) Who buy out the bar (Killa) Who far a star but they car is Gallardo? (Killa)