Compton Menace - Killa lyrics

rate me

Ft. Gutta Dub

(Intro)

Jah, real nigga shit

Type o shit I like to be on right here, mane

You might hear me say that a lot

I like this shit, feel me

I dunno, just crazy

Whateva nigga say, just know I meant that shit

Whateva I said I did, just know I did that shit

Prince, look, see

(Verse)

Luv the way I'm livin', but I hate this shit I do

Some do it for they self, me? I do it for my crew

Fuck with a couple crips, but they know that this Pyrex

Gotta stack these 50 cents, cuz I ain't tryna be Ja Rule

Since ya know, my niggas' records all platinum like the necklace

Said the niggas said they dealers, so we passin' em like breakfast

When I hit my nigga Black, cuz he know just what to do

And my niggas on that shit, and we ain't neva with the truce

Got them witches in the back, rollin', I want back

Rollin', see them stacks, get the show

See them Mac and get the blowin'

And this that shit that fin' to beyond(?)

Got the dealers callin' my phone

Got them niggas all in my Imeo

And I'm still sellin' em zones

This shit not the shit that got me

Them niggas neva gon ride me

I don't give a shit, HIV

Some killas seen been happy

So you niggas barely keep it on that paper

Gotta apparel in the spinning for ya muthafuckin' haters

(Hook)

Killa - let the niggas know that

They still on me, I'm strapped, fuck around and get claffed

Killa - hatin' niggas know that

Been real nigga since way back

This what make a nigga go back

Killa - killers run around in my city

Wanted nigga, fuck ?, they know that I'm a muthafuckin'

Killa - them bad bitches on gone shit

A fifth of Henny, I'm gone, I'm rollin' up on that zone

Kila

(Verse 2: Gutta Dub)

2 Glocks, I'ma show 'em what I'm 'bout

Fuck the fate, I'm chalkin' dude out

Closest nigga be to main niggas schemin'

I'm cautiously movin' and dodgin' the demons

I know my fam wanna see me

When I'm out runnin' the streets sick

Tryna get cash, gettin' it fast

Me and my niggas be feastin'

We grind hard, we don't take breaks

We been real, y'all been fake

We hard niggas, y'all soft cake

Yeah, (pussies) I still run around in that scraper

Entitle right on that SK, aim it right at yo table

Oh, it's gon' be a sad day

When it come to that god play

When I'm done, no retaliate

Sky mask, vest day

T-Shirt, death day

Twelve gauge, chess play

Yo beef - my lunch break

I eat that rough stake

Beast, haters don't feel ya

Don't bob yo head to my shit, I'll kill ya

(Hook)

Killa - let the niggas know that

They still on me, I'm strapped, fuck around and get claffed

Killa - hatin' niggas know that

Been real nigga since way back

This what make a nigga go back

Killa - killers run around in my city

Wanted nigga, fuck ?, they know that I'm a muthafuckin'

Killa - them bad bitches on gone shit

A fifth of Henny, I'm gone, I'm rollin' up on that zone

Kila