Killem - Juelz Santana, Freeky Zekey

Dude, c’mon you kno what you gotta do this time around.

kill’em

you niggas aint nuthin,

kill’em

you niggas is fruntin

kill’em

you niggas dont want it

kill’em, kill’em, kill’em, kill’em.

My niggas they get it, money

your niggas cant get it, money

we’ll killya to get it

money money money money

Its like everything im doin is gangsta my whole movement is gangsta i manuever

with gangstas

i put the, t-r-u into gangsta

im a nuisance to gangstas i be shootin at gangtas…

kill’em

if he blink wrong

kill’em

if he think wrong

kill’em

show this muthaf**ka these aint no paintballs

kill’em

put his eightball, dead in the side pocket, some lead from my hot rocket left

in his side pocket

kill’em

f**k a microwave that’ll turn his head to a hot pocket

im beggin you oxe stoppit

'cause never do i stoppit whenever do i pop it

i kill’em,

kill’em,

kill’em,

kill’em,

kill’em (laughs)

I lay around all day with the pound all day, dawg i dont play around all

day (nope)

i pop up wit the glock up like its groundhogs day

and then i let them round off man

now how dat sound off man

when dat pound go bang (ooohh)(bang)

ya face chow low man (goodbye)

chow lil man

im great

when you see me

bow lil man

When the glock go

bang

when the shot go

bang

all you gon hear is

kill’em kill’em kill’em kill’em

and im not no

i pop those

thangs

all you gon hear is

kill’em kil’em kill’em kill’em

for dem nachos i’ll killya

for my block yo i’ll killya

let this nigga know hes not no gorilla

and thats not no chinchilla

thats a chopped up gorilla that they chopped up to getcha

oh and you bought it

kill’em this is not a real nigga

he is not in my picture

I eat lobster for dinner

he got spam on his plate

he got ham on his plate

I dont eat pork hand me some steak

nigga hand me some cake

fore i hand you the eighth like a muthaf**kin hand that you shake

give you five nigga

im alive nigga

who, what, where, when, why nigga, i’d nigga, kill’em

Cam’ron

whats my name, killa, who i be wit, killas, what them bitches say, killa, killa,

killa, killa

uh oh

there go a cat fight

this is there spar for dome

get in the car they foam

never seen cars wit phones (never?)

santana

I give any part to holmes

I am hard to bone

back out the orange cones

even though I go right at the seargents dome

right where my orange stones

we are at home

get movin and took out

im usin the hood rout

hustla please

man you was the lookout

man just lookout

im a ragin bull

wit amazin sold

so i paid in full

but theres no movie pry

dawgie this the uzi ride

to leave your cutie rootie tootie little bootie pie

this my dutie dock

you try to sue me stop

how you judge me i get judge judy shot (easy)

now sue me oxe

i’ll just lay and smile, i’ll rape ya child, they wont make the trial

killa