we ride 3 Killas on the rise Come through screamin' homicide When we ride 3 Killas on the rise Come through screamin' homicide When we ride 3 Killas
Traduction: The Game. 3 Killas.
the hell you been bridge: why they keep treatin us this way i guess it's a little game we play we'll burn you (oh), we'll cut you (oh) we'll kill you
[Chorus:] Sometimes da game got me stressin partner i can't lie I roll me a sweet smash off n da ride a whole piece i aint never lied I put my weed hand
matchin' my brilliance Hahaha lol niggas kill me Look mama no guns and I'm still G Whoda thought from baker rows center hill he get so much accomplished niggas plot to try to kill
hey And surely... keep it coming, dance, keep your hands up Super cool stupid hat, heat refreshes from his feet and down to the shoes up Can you... like it, I could kill
hatin' queers, makin' clear this is spiritual Though a spirit you owe, church final Your funeral in an arena, you searchin' for fire Or titles, or tidal waves Tie the game
ya girl, I specialize in torture and rape We in the game most dudes ain't built for Cain talk the type of shit, niggas get killed for Whatever it's gon
[feat. Cam'ron & Vado] [Intro: Cam'Ron] Yo Fab what up nigga Funeral Service, Killa Season, Slime Flu Lot of shit going on Let's get ready to go in though
playgrounds throw it around the back so it look fly when I pass just to avoid the block go high off the glass I'm killing them out there they gon' have
stands for smoke oze of kush everyday [Hook] [Verse 3: Shawn Jay] 229, Yeah man They ask me what happen with Field Mob I say two different egos clashing Like Andre 3
I approach ya blow ya hopes up So much game I should coach, what I do is an art I don't rip it I kill it and tear it apart Start world war 3 when I get
hot shyt [Verse 5: Wale] (Kill it!) Okay, Peedi said kill it, euthanasia's in the building And Wale been on his business since Gang of Six kill it The
all white They say that boy a killer to me he alright That nigga ain't got it all Shit we just alike [Chorus] [Verse 3: Slim Dunkin] I ain't no vegetarian
weren't comin but it seems you made an error Wrench in the mill work, systematic terror has arrived Cornered by the order Checkmate sucker, not a move, game
This game like a razor, hell I ain't no fazing Sitting on leather creation, left on the wheel ride on the steel Thet Government will kill us here, glossing
is cold, I'll bust your nose I steal your soul, with what the reaper done sold Hotter than lava rocks, nigga hotter than cold I chew the game up, like
open the do' For my Southeastern pros, fuck it let's show em that we could Swang the 4's, I'm on a mission steady trying to get the cream Maab deep, with the KMJ killa