Listen to Killa song with lyrics from Yo Gotti


Yo Gotti9 Jan 2012

Killa Lyrics

Picture me performing in an orpheum

A poor living in the orphanage damn

What my future hold only god knows

Thats why I'm staying prayed up and ten towns

Down on these clowns mean-fug forwns turn em up side down

Let smoke out the pound of the kush

Presidential like bush whoops I mean to Barrack

Its a coupe but it don't drop

Hard top killa

For I let another ni**a disrespect my niggas

My hood my family I kill 'em

F**k em I don't feel em

When the beat drops ni**a gets realer

Any niggas can get it any niggas can die

Any ni**a can front like they real any ni**a can lie

Any ni**a can make some money only ganstasg survive

And everybody can be gansta but any ni**a can try killa

Fourth peela west side white ville MCI

Out in mason no two for one

85% percent of your time ni**a

85% percent of your grind ni**a

85% percent of you rap niggas just sit here n lying ni**a

Now do what I do without trying ni**a killa

Open track

You hear the music high hats don't confuse it

Coc*ine yay talk money bags white chalk

Murder b**ch I said murder pah pah pah

I swiss cheese your convertible

Have you ever heard of the million dollar

Ni**a that ain't dropped in 48 months

Now that's the word of the realest ni**a in this sh*t

F**k the rules I bend that sh*t

F**k the record labels mayne

I'm in this sh*t to win this sh*t

I ain't on no gimic sh*t

All my ice in this sh*t

Ferraris porsche lambos pass the new boy hear me sh*t

You got no consistency pull up in some rental sh*t

1967 drop yea I got some vintage sh*t

Yea I'm on some other sh*t trying to get my brother rich

He been on that gudda gudda sh*t you know that other sh*t

Now slow it down speed it up if your b**ch open her legs

I'mma beat it up

Killa killa killa head b**ch mouth game serious

Whatcha you say

Flipping them pies ni**a I'm on it

I'm gotti george young of the game ni**a

Who want it a plug like Sosa and heart like tony

Its me against the world so you pussysg don't want it killa






K stand for crazy

I stand for ignorant

I live large just some mars and all kinda sh*t

I been through all kinda sh*t apes banana sh*t

You say you got goons I got gorillas who be taking sh*t

You be on some faking sh*t cross ya man snaking sh*t

Niggas keep it real and say

They life I swear I hate that sh*t

Why you on that phoney sh*t

Have to cross your homie sh*t

Putting b**ches over ya niggas homie

I ain't really on that sh*t

I'm giving up 'fore a hater take my life I'mma live it up

Killa Killa yea murder one suspect I'm the only one

Interrogation 48 sh*t to say Rodger Mason we face to face

No co-defense ni**a I ain't snitching I know the business

Ni**a ain't no witness

Cut off the mic

Cut off the lights

Dr Dre's Make sure they white

Stop the beat pose take a break

Breathe in the smells then drop the bass

World Fair section 8 lord help my people

See a brighter day rich-crest apartments real niggas

14 natural born killas we choppag spittas we work gettas

1000 lbs of mid

18-wheelers truck-loads murda murda kill kill

If I don't sell a single record ima keep it real

Facts ni**a these are all facts

Went to school so cracked got kicked out came back

Shot at me I bang back

50 cal aim that blac blac blac take that Killa