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Killas & Thooties (Explicit)
41, Kyle Richh, BabyChiefDoit
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Grrah, baow, baow
Brr, brr, brr, uh, uh
- Know what the - goin' on (like, brr, brr)
We better - do it, man (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Enough is enough
I say you - forever stuck in the streets, -, we not the same
KR come through six feet tall with a mask and gloves, - look like Kane (brr, brr)
Slatt, watch a - blow like propane
DThang, Lil' Mari bounce from both ways, now a - left with no brain
Got the whole block soundin' like a gun range, brr, brr
She been callin' my phone, -, I'm in the kitchen, Mike Tyson the
She bought me a pigeon
- Be wantin' to die, we ain't chasin' no beef, really be tryin' to reason with
My first time off the lean, I fell flat on my back screamin', "-, I feel it"
I promise I'm not an addict, lil' -, we all got different ways of healin'
Minimal cried, only - with the villains, it's animals only, she stuck to the ceiling
I'm not a rapper but if - pass me a beat, on B, I'ma come through - (like, grrah, like, grrah)
Baow, baow
Grrah, it don't matter the V, I'ma spin in a Civic
Seen us in person, he realize that this - get deeper than music (word to bro)
If I call up Lil' Chief, he gon' do it
Bro got a G with attachments included
Baow, baow, metro, we really boomin' (like, damn, word)
And we got the killers and thooties promotin' the movement
.30s and switches, we spinnin' with buttons and ratchets (grrah, grrah)
Bodies gon' drop when that Ruger hit
Bro in the cut tryin' to break 'em like breadsticks (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Free Thunder, my - was shootin'
Push up on us, watch us get on some stupid - (like, grrah, like, grrah)
B-Boy, we used to this
Why do - be shamin' other - and they both doin' -?
Knowin' she be goin' block to block, how could you kiss them lips?
You on some nasty
I do not want no ratchet -, I need a classy
These hoes know I'm him, before I talk, I beat and bag the -
Slatt, on foe'nem grave, before I talk, I beat and bag the
Lil' Mari took your -, not me, you should be mad at him
I can't even lie, I gave my shorty'nem a slimin' kit
He see a stain and get excited, that's the slime in him
Hop-Hop out of the Honda, walk him down, and put the nine in him
That boy ain't put money in your pockets, but you ridin' him
G-Guns, we got a lot of them, we scorin' - like Donovan
At his crib, we got his addy from a groupie -
How the - you sayin' that you see me? You ain't shoot me, though
I don't play in the studio, we ball like Ricky Rubio
Dre gon' do it sober, he don't ever need no Julio
Poppin' gangsta -, knowin' your homie got his face bust
Don't make a post about it, pick his - face up
Bae, I want to see you naturally, don't wear no makeup
I'll live with no friends before I live with fake love
Weatherman, thunderclap, the way that - Drac' bust
We ain't out here movin' loose, 'cause we know - hate us
I ain't scared to die, boy, I'm more scared of goin' bankrupt
God forbid I let a goofy - come and take us out
- I'm tryin' to take somethin' down
I-I'm the rilla', but I'm sidin' with a hound (all day)
We playin' foul, we knockin' - out of bounds
Grrah, they can't diss us from the ground
- Know what the - goin' on (baow, baow)
Big BabyChiefDoit'll do it, man (brr, brr, ah)
Grrah, 4100, it's 41 - (brr, brr, ah)
- Let's go (brr, brr, ah, brr-brr-brr-brr-brr-brr-brr-brr), baow, baow
It's New York to the 'Raq, man
4zz outside, it's a - movie, you heard?