Текст, перевод и аккорды “Killaz Theme”
- [Prodigy] Aiyo, peace to our way of life, hats off to all the trife Let's toast the fully autos and foot long knives Especially for stacks of green backs My outfit'll perform, so blow all stain raps Now let me take y'all niggaz, back to my basics of this You're anxious to flip, fag, catch a face lift My shank do remarkable things for fakeness My whole mob got the same patience Throw on your track eight-six, and make moves like a spaceship We pack places, Infamous bangs your nation You're light at the weight station, that weak shit need replacin' Put this in heavy rotation Overdose music, it's theraputic to the user Drive a while, under the influence of this Careful cause you might just crash your shit Total your whip, and still pull my tape out your deck Me and Montana connect, like thirty thousand dollar links Unprofitable, unstopable, top of you [Cormega] My drug clientele was bringin' me money well Smokin' buddha l's, and weed so good, they leave a funny smell Niggaz scopin' me, hopin' police is close to me Mega regulatin', the way shit supposed to be Gold chain chokin' me, cocaine provokin' me To live my destiny, jacuzzi waters soakin' me Floatin in a smokin Durango, doin' my thing yo My mack malli', sweeter than a mango Son, you know the drilly, the drama is a part of me Did time for cocaine, knives, and armed robbery My rhyme rig graffiti, is a live nigga prophecy Mega poetic, rhymes are like dimes, but no credit I'll leave your mind paralyzed, dunn, but don't wet it Scarface persona, I acquired a taste for drama And I embrace this, spray shit, you banned from the projects You're love here... yo, I'mma see you Nigga you transparent, see through rhymes, fully automated You semi-crime related, Cormega and Mobb Deep rhyme amazin' Thug shit you can't fuck with, what [Havoc] Fuck your bullshit rep, nigga you ass bet Talkin' all that shit, don't even got cash yet Our flaws, try to get away, no gats tossed Got drama with my click, I'mma take it to the source QBC representive, I'm just tryin to live If I can't get to you, I'ma take it to your kids Spray your crib, fuck it, son, somethin' gotta give If I can't live, then ain't nothin' gonna live That's dead ass, 'bout to put this whole shit in the smash You real, hit that ass up with foam wheels On dope side, you gonna squeal, like them other rappers You know we kick the truth, you wanna clap us I got this, strictly out the mouth, nothin' but hot shit Pop shit, couldn't fuck with this, when we drop shit You helpless, put your whole shit outta service We don't smoke shit, thank God for this Yo, if it wasn't, for niggaz like us, you'd just be asked us Hustlin' for patty cake cats, come on now, you know I know When it come to gats, I'm a ho, never bite my tongue Let them playa haters know, how we comin' Straight comin' through while you runnin' Get done in, had that ass shakin' like a bitch when she cummin' One in a mil', slipped that ass like a mickey It's 50-50, fuckin' with this nigga, just come and get me
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