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Kill, Kill, Kill, Murder, Murder, Murder

Gangsta Boo, Juicy J1998年9月29日

歌詞

Kill, Kill, Kill, Murder, Murder, Murder - Gangsta Boo/Juicy J

Kill kill kill murder murder murder

40-40 cal watch a ni**a hurt a

Kill kill kill murder murder murder

40 f**kin' cal watch a ni**a hurt a

Kill kill kill murder murder murder

40-40 cal watch a ni**a hurt a

Kill kill kill murder murder murder

40 f**kin' cal watch a ni**a hurt a

On the other side of town

Blake Haven bound

Where I'm found

Ain't nobody bloody

Angels sayin' must be hell bound

Everybody on that liqour

Bangsta Boo is right up with you

Can't you see your picked a picture perfect

Now it's time to get you

Come with me

So you can see the side

Of the dark niggas

Claimin' hard

Be left with body parts in the yard

B**ch I got you scared

Unless you prepared to take the test

Hope you study hard

When this go fly through your f**kin' vest

Never be as clever as I

I'm on the level come high

High till the day that I die

Or will you kiss me good bye

I'm bout it whatever b**ch

You wanna get some of this

You be the one that get your a** kicked

Quick in the dick

I'll put your a** inn a trunk

In the city of bump

I might not lock up the door

Blaze a crystal blunt

I'm in the studio loot

Doin' a race on this track

Some with me what we see

I get enough like this

Kill kill kill murder murder murder

40-40 cal watch a ni**a hurt a

Kill kill kill murder murder murder

40 f**kin' cal watch a ni**a hurt a

Kill kill kill murder murder murder

40-40 cal watch a ni**a hurt a

Kill kill kill murder murder murder

40 f**kin' cal watch a ni**a hurt a

I got this sh*t locked tight

Ain't no keepin' me out

You can not see is

So when I tell you somethin' b**ch

You best believe it

I swear you shouldn't battle with me

I'm like a pimple

I pop up out of no where

On your a** so simple

I'm laid back on this track

I figure you feelin' ni**a

Throw your setts in the air

Scrip your killas and killas

About your dealas on the block

Makin' money that's right

About the ladies on the real

Lookin' for a late night

Don't be surprised when you see me

Cause I call at the world

To all you top notch niggas

Or material girls

They call me lady maybe baby

I gets jiggy with mine

I'm feelin' fine on the rise

Prophet Posse behind

I'm 18 98 flowin' all of my flows

So b**ch imagine how I sound

When I'm 20 years old

We so so deef like Jermaine

But b**ch we tearin' it up

The number one hit song

Of the banned and closed

Kill kill kill murder murder murder

40-40 cal watch a ni**a hurt a

Kill kill kill murder murder murder

 

40 f**kin' cal watch a ni**a hurt

Kill Kill Kill Murder Murder Murder - Gangsta Boo

 

***歌詞來自第三方***