Killa szn Lyrics

Anywhere im good

Bitch I'm posted in yo hood

With that wish a nigga would

Dare a goofy fa to try sum

I'll buy yo soul today

Boy you only cost like five dollars

My killers love to spin

So for the gang

I bought like nine choppas

You ain't like that nigga

Knock it off

Before a nigga knock you off

Since it ain't big

Let's keep it small

You cross again

I draw the chalk

Been like this

Since I was small

They think they know

Tho not at all

Real killer season

Watch me ball

When it's beef

I'm who they call

Told the bop

I like her intellect

She like some shit I never met

Tho all hoes are the same

Plus they play games

So I remember that

Crossed me

Then she doubled back

I got smacked

With a double smack

Yes my heart has a hole in it

Cause these hoes keep on poking it

I want Buku bands

Give me bricks and a bad bitch

Real street nigga

Gang baby never had shit

Free lil brother Ernie Byrd

Locked up hate it happened

This shit deeper than ya'll know

Its YGM we get it cracking

Oh good golly

Think im sick

I need medicine

Baby girl I'm rich

Feed her dick and give her peppermint

XD on me while I do my show

I bet they let me in

Friends with Ben Frank

Thoi I chop it up with Jefferson

I be bout a dollar fuck a bitch

This a drag race

They do what I say

Yes we train

I'm the sensei

I trap without a break,

Steal or take never bad days

Money what I make

Snatch your soul in the worst way

Tales of a loner

Then a mind of a street nigga

Be careful when I'm quiet

I was taught for the beef different

I'll do this shit myself

On my soul

I don't need niggas

Been ready for the smoke

Watch me stomp

Squeeze, and crease bitches