it how I live I'ma thug One of them blood, nigga I do it how I feel Ain't no such thing as niggaz bein' halfway shook I'ma mothafuckin' killa I hang wit
I be comin' up wit da glock toy You can stop, boy You ain't heard I'm off tha block, boy Chipp-pedy chop, boy Off in ya cut is where I'm layin' Ready
Stay fuckin' pullin' triggas, fuck up all y'all niggaz 'Cause I'm so fuckin' T R U, representin' I thought you knew 'Cause killas, killas, killas That
you, me neither You don't want a nigga like me to see ya, keep a heata The way my demons want you dead wouldn't wanna be ya Joke's up, the G loc's up,
lesser, God, I Master like Farad The sign of in between the El Rook'n, and El DeBarge Metaphorically massage, verbal Hajj I take over breaks and chop
on, like Ponce De Leon Yet, don't forget, my style is a banger MC's I deposit in the closet on a hanger Mack, chop your rhymes like I chop, shop, chop
song again I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you) Heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke To the rap you wrote your fuckin answer back's a joke And I
'm kill yo ass I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass Fuck around and kill yo ass (Say what?) I'm a fuck around and kill
***** all these ***** damn, Ran' isn't hot I damage the block I scramble like Randall with rocks I'm that ***** in the gambling spot Cracking jokes
column with a double fist chop O-J got jugular slit stop Jerry Garcia, heart attack Frank Sinatra, hammer whack Bloody beat down Cardinal Syn Syn Warriors were chopped
Lost my mind so i guess now im insane But am i innsannnnne no Never been sannnne so I got to kill when i kill what i see Green Pumpkins floatin through
to me But a bunch of harrasment cold blue Will get your motherfuckin ass kicked Pig skinna, grave digga, More like ?? Nigga in charge, Cop killa at large Im no joke
like de clamps. You versus me equals my car trunk. [FROST/ZUZ CHORUS x2] Lissen up - Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty, Dat Meda camp, kills MCs softly Like
let the beats play We rhyme for eons, way beyond your small flow You dynamite niggas'll rhyme, our click is all pro [Monk] Divide the code of honor, kill or be killed
ass down I know it's scandalous but a simple fuckin dirty fact, I'd rather hear My uzi rat-a-ta-ta-tat-tat It's for protection not to kill or break a
up on the tv screen But it ain't no cut, just actin live, niggas die Drug related killers, switcher on time high See real killers can be swept on I'm
all these niggas saying Ran' isn't hot I damage the block I scramble like Randall with rocks I'm that nigga in the gambling spot Cracking jokes and drinking
, they be commercial... I beat 'em 'til they purple I'm a lil' bitty nigga, but I got a big ole chop, 2's that'll kill 50 niggas Didja do it? Thought