Good Welcome to 187 Murder 1 News Tonight we focus on the of Vallejo in the state of California five black men were found dead at the water front From various wounds This the homicide rate in the state of California To one of the in the nation And is now known to you as Killa
The of California niggas call it Killa Kali Murder weapons in the river bodies found in the Bring the tape, body bags gettin' zipped up Heads blown off wit', they ripped up Mobile phones flipped up, callin' shots Bitch made niggas, it's real niggas on the block 'Cuz every hood got a happy nigga That don't give a fuck about two in your liver But how you you can do dirt and stay clean
Niggas like get pronounced dead on the scene Ain't no winnin' 'cuz everybody taken losses in they hood Reminiscin' on they niggas, man, I I could Bring back the homies that I lost up in that season Gotta myself or let that alcohol be the reason So I just poor a little liquor on the For my homies and the ones who ain't gone see the streets Locked up the rest of the locs
But whatever the reason my folks are the yard Or gettin' they guts, some tryin' to make it home but I They safer in that pin 'cuz on gin be lettin' them Mack 10's Bust 32 times and niggas who in it gettin' shot by Standards on the block, smokin' bomb, fools given up they cell Gettin' sideways leaven them T-shirts, wet Retaliation is a So now you know them niggas you was funkin' Gone be at yo do so, keep yo on yo nina in the valley Or get dumped in the alley, fuckin' in Killa Kali
Mothers on they Wit' tears in eyes, why? ('Cuz Killa Kali is the of the drive by)
Mothers on knees Wit' in they eyes, why? ('Cuz Killa Kali is the of the drive by)
It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali It's Killa Kali, it's Killa Buck,
It's Killa Kali, it's Kali It's Killa Kali, it's Killa Buck,
The killin's on, even safe when you at home Whatever dirt you do gone follow you you gone So pack ya and handle your own 'Cuz tend to run Walked in the party 10 deep and only left one Real nigga on your but you know how it is even trust them niggas that you knew since you was kids It no thang, I let them niggas have it to
Bitch up and I up on that ass before I blast you And better watch them hoes in they mix Seen choosen and you bid on that set up for a Six foot ditch with your in front of you So many niggas slip, that's how slide a bitch up under you I wonder whose the next nigga to a bullet for sex nigga Thought you was cock they chopped you With them tecs nigga, I the game is on its last leg
Trigga happy niggas no heart, it ain't no used to be For your life 'cuz out here they to take they own Snortin' Peruvian on Hennessey you know they gone Can't a nigga shit in the 9-5 All about scrilla doin' niggas in on the side Bellin' through yo hood fools down Gettin' caught, with they mutherfuckin' pants down with one eye open in the valley 'Cuz you love'll get smoked up in killa kali
on they knees Wit' tears in eyes, why? ('Cuz Killa Kali is the of the drive by)
Mothers on they tears in they eyes, why? ('Cuz Kali is the state of the drive by)
Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali It's Kali, it's Killa Kali Buck,
It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali It's Kali, it's Killa Kali Buck,
niggas be plottin' on fools Jackin' mutherfuckers for them And leave that ol' school sittin' on with yo face in the Two in the back of yo head, rip yo pockets of then you got them fools on the track pullin' out glocks Pistol niggas till they drop Reach in they draws and they rocks They money, they rings and chains
Without a skimask on but can't It's all in the Follow one of them to they residence Tyin' up, lookin' for them dead presidents It's for the You the scratch but now we call it scrilla It turned them Kali niggas into straight Set trippin' on a daily
Vietnam ain't shit on what a nigga in the faces 1-8-7 case, cop a lesser charge Three strikes hit you with L Lock bars, bellin' wit' a strap Punks seem like it's To catch a nigga or get killed over conversation
Fuckin' wit' bitch will get you killed Niggas let they hoes mow down they homies on the real come to Kali thinkin' club med Caught up in the cross fire when them bump heads Keep yo on ya nina in the valley Or everything you get smoked up in Killa Kali
Mothers on they Wit' tears in eyes, why? ('Cuz Killa Kali is the state of the by)
on they knees Wit' tears in eyes, why? ('Cuz Killa Kali is the state of the by)