Before we get into Killa Season Let's start this shit off my man 40 Cal
Who am I? 40 Cal. Gat to your back, get motherfucker motherfucker (You will be wonderin' what are we do now)
Let me try to I shoot his up just to drive him insane his Rover the new name, the firing range When we see you yell and aim
'Cause when I them thangs it's like (You will be wonderin' what are we do now) I gotta watch who wit me, who pretty Drop two on a hot new Bentley
But when it to drops say he cop too many like, damn (You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now) Down wonderful Cal (They make in brown)
Nah, I just shitted on you, even haters my style I'm a role model, I make the hustlers I make the smile (You will be what are we gonna do now)
Catch me in thangs with Jennifer, BM's with Olivia If it ain't Vivica or somebody Comin' down the the suspense is killin' ya like, wow (You will be wonderin' what are we do now)
That's Cal, we see him we He schemin', he be Heard he kill people, we him Oh he's reachin' (You will be wonderin' what are we do now)
Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa,
Killa for murda once, no redial Just see child, the O G style and how I to be wild This the story of and Zeke Giles one way road to the P now Yeah, the whoscal, oh, you wasn't there
Zeke snitched, if he did, I'd be doin' a hundred 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 find me Zeke right me dun, dun, he play by all the rules That's why the is his, the cars, all the jewels Ya'll niggaz all are fools, your married with children
Dawg, to five, office, pool Couldn't live life, I needa loft and pool I had too much class, I ain't to school If report to school, I caught the stool, extort the fool
Took off his jewels, thought he cool, gun to mouth, they often Fuckin' wit wolf, this should be taught to you Ya money don't matter, what you afford to do Is fuck wit me dawg, that could be
ya mom, police protection, that's when I'm cordial Cars convertible, TV's are Fiends on line, coke lines, they and snort a few
(Killa) Guns, cars, and (Killa) Weed, smoke, (Killa)
Glocks, ox ockin' I'm (Killa) Cam, fam, damn, (Killa)
Season and the reason you (Killa) Who buy out the bar (Killa) Who far from a but they car is Gallardo? (Killa)
I was forced to eat, anything you lost I the fifth, and then like a Piston, toss the heat Now the corner, up the block, cross the street Up flights, right where the bosses meet
And the Porsche is peach, felt like George Left Boston Market, did on Boston Beach Now, I bought the beach, all because they my speech One nigga crossed the chief I know you heard he lost his teeth and
(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 from a star but they car is (Killa)