Killa
(专辑: Live From The Kitchen - 2012)
[Yo Gotti:] Picture me preforming in an orpheum Or poor, living in the
orphanage, damn What my future hold? Only God knows That's why I'm staying prayed up, and ten toes Down on these clowns mean-mug frowns turn em up side down Let smoke out the
pound of the
kush Presidential like bush, whoops I
mean to Barack Its a
coupe but it dont drop Hard top killa For I
let another nigga disrespect my niggas, my hood, my family, I
kill 'em Fuck em, I
don't feel em, when the
beat drops nigga, gets realer Any niggas can get it, any niggas can die Any nigga can front like they real, any nigga can lie Any nigga can make some money, only ganstas' survive And everybody can't be a
gangsta but any nigga can try, killa Fort Pillow, Westside, Whiteville, FCI, Penal Farm, 201 Out in mason, no two for one 85% percent of your time nigga 85% percent of your grind nigga 85% percent of you rap niggas just sit here n
lying nigga Now do what I
do without trying nigga, killa Open track, you hear the
music? High hats, dont confuse it Cocaine, yay talk, money bags, white chalk Murder, bitch I
said murder, pah pah pah I
swiss cheese your convertible Have you ever heard of the
million dollar Nigga that ain't dropped in 48 months Now that's the
word of the, realest nigga in this shit Fuck the
rules I
bend that shit Fuck the
record labels, mayne I'm in this shit to win this shit I
ain't on no gimic shit All my ice in this shit Ferraris, porsche, lambos, pass the
new boy hear me shit You got no consistency, pull up in some rental shit 1967 drop, yea I
got some vintage shit Yea I'm on some other shit, trying to get my brother rich He been on that gudda gudda shit, you know that other shit Now slow it down, speed it up, if your bitch open her legs I'mma beat it up, killa killa killa head, bitch mouth game serious Whatcha you say? Flipping them pies, nigga I'm on it I'm Gotti George Jung of the
game nigga Who want it? a
plug like Sosa and heart like tony Its me against the
world so you pussys' don't want it, killa Killa Killa Killa Killa K
stand for crazy I
stand for ignorant I
live large just some mars and all kinda shit [?] I
been through all kinda shit, apes, banana shit You say you got goons, I
got gorillas who be taking shit You be on some faking shit, cross ya man snaking shit Niggas keep it real and say they life, I
swear I
hate that shit Why you on that phoney shit? Have to cross your homie shit Putting bitches over ya niggas? homie, I
ain't really on that shit [?] I'm giving up, 'fore a
hater take my life, I'mma live it up Killa, Killa, yea murder one, suspect, im the
only one Interrogation, 48, shit to say, Rodger Mason, we face to face No co-defense, nigga I
ain't snitching, I
know the
business Nigga 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 choppa' 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, nigga 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