friend As the DJ played a dead jam No one wants to dance They're outside smoking cigarettes Matthew was there, yes, he gave me the eye Saying, "It doesn't kill
niggas know I'm dead I'm serious, somebody can get killed Wait for the fire drill and when you start to smell the smoke run nigga Buck ain't no joke
way I sleep is in a cold sweat You say I'm crazy? You ain't see shit yet 'Cause I love to kill and kill for fun The microphone goes off like a handgun
you'll never get's respect I stick the pits on ya I represent California Home of the shooters The looters The drug movers Girl barracuda Set you up for the kill
it's the break of dawn And the mic is still on All hoes are fuckin and the rhymes are damn strong Many MC's that choke from the mic smoke Those who tried
, I'm that nigga with a fresh pair of locs, no yokes but smokes Crakers and them dirty mackers friends aren't jackers Get yah for your drawers, young niggas out to kill
sober Broke and alone, nowhere to go And loneliness is hurting me so Broke and alone, nowhere to go And loneliness is hurting me so One stog left to light I think I'll smoke
club that you're going to I'm haunting you bitch, everywhere you turn I'm following you 'Cause I loved you with every ounce of me, you know it's true It's killing
Smoke the barrell of the nine See ya see ya blood leak Tell ya punk ass weak Lay down, stay down Go 'head kiss the ? Police box me in, I will kill a
dribble out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker Some day the cops will kill
nigga [CHORUS] Lets hear it for the bad guy Clap when he get away Live to kill another day Heres a toast to the gun throats Niggas who aint the list that dont mind gun smoke
wanna see us kill each other when im dead, who the fuck gon' help my mother? i struggled and hustled too hard for this i had to rob, steal, kill; i aint proud of that smoke
I went from a hardtop to a convertible like Imma transformer, I went from a hardtop to a convertible like Imma transformer, Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer, Smoke
on, got me hot, smoking like a chimney we used to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemy's deep inside it's killing me but soon its gon be killing
for real, lose your tooth and nails Try to fight it, try to deny it Stupid you will feel, what I do, I do at will Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
F is for Flame, Eat these rappers chef of the game, Shit on the track, shit on the train, Murder the beat, the beat was slain, Rest in peace, that's a shame, He kill
kill with a smoking gun, Echo: (with a smoking gun) Ahh Ahh With a smoking gun, Ahh Ahh With a smoking gun, Ahh Ahh I know you'd come, Ready to kill,
of mine, I'ma let it shine Bright lights, night lights, head lights Shh, no lights but the infrared lights Yeah, long life, don't like to ask twice You killing