going on and drop these bombs on you Tell me, what's going on and drop these bombs on you I'm gonna tell you why I'm dropping bombs Because I'm sick
it happen to me, you gon' respect me Ain't gon' be no bad actin with me, homie And to you haters I'm a waiter waitin to serve somebody I kill all you
get killed To my muthaf**kin eyes I seen my brother kill his-self in my eyes I seen Pac.. Yak.. die in the struggle in my eyes So I know anybody can
cock it Mo murda, mo murda redrum Catch you niggas slippin' and I hit you with this lead son Split your fuckin' wig and leave you drippin', make you bled
wear Air Max shoes, that's true But I grew up where niggaz jack you, harass you Blast you, for that set you claim (where you from?) Mash on you for your
this Coast trippin goin on through out the business East Coast West Coast anybody killer! I don't give a fuck where you from I'ma Killa Hill-er I got
[Drag-On] Uh, come on Uh, uh, uh, come on Come on, come on When Drag finger foreman I don't ever wanna get off Skip three, count to ten Ref. Griffin step
heads Monoxide, ruler of the dead We 50-deep on the lawn With the Psychopathic leathers on You say it's on So come bring it on We getting crunk
fucked up! Thoughts in my head Of people wanna kill me But you can't kill me Cuz if you kill me, I'll be back to kill you Done it before, do it again
to do? Got to no trailer, you gotta move Now it's on to Texas and to (Geeoorrggiiaa) They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
get his grind on Come get introduced to my home I grew up in the crime zone Soon as you grown, you on your own, you keep your strap You keep your chrome
through the force of the imagination, you dig what I'm saying? But I see your mind's playing tricks You thought you got the channel but you couldn't get
me lead you I'll take you on a journey, and I promise I won't leave you (I won't leave you) until you get the full comprehension And when you do, that
everybody that want a piece of a killa For real, Me and my niggaz will leave you floatin in a river So fuck all you haters, You heard what I said My
the clitoris You get spit on Shit on Hit on Get on the dick of this Sl-ick niggaRA But you can always call the Nina A killer in America Amerikilla [
