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#135,495 today
Peak #303
#84,126 in subgenre
Peak #163
Author
Bacardi
Rights
Get Money Records
Uploaded
July 17, 2005
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MP3 1.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
What motivated me to write this song is my people, the people i hang with girls and boys. I just looked around me one day and was like you know wat, Its some killaz in bloomill and when i say killaz now and in the song, i dont mean killaz inna criminal way. I mean killa as in killa styles killa flows and just flat out killaz in the north.
Lyrics
intro: yea man you lookin for killaz huh? (fuck u lookin at) you kno wat im sayin im from rocktown but rite now im in bloomill so lets take these niggas to bloomill (lets go)
Chorus: You lookin for killaz where dey at bloomill is where dey stay. 8x
verse 1: Bloomill is wat I rep my city aint scared ta step its filled wit gangstaz, souljaz, hustlas ta make ya heart melt(customized)name own my belt my bullets is gone be felt like the lyrics in my rhymes you cant read between the lines my whole squad is own probation soulja clic is makin crimes crimials behind dem bars hustlaz in big cars party filled wit pretty broads yo city dont wanna buck yo city uh get fucked you cats dont wanna battle you cryin you wont a raddle when i get in the game throw yo rap book away man i dont even want the fam just when is my pay day its serious where i live yo city still wanna play so cities my cities pray yo city just needs ta pray you scared and its ok you bucked now you gone pay i tryed to tell you its not a game my bullets lay in yo brain bacardi im breakin frames here to lay down all you lames.
Chorus: You lookin for killaz where they at bloomill is where they stay. 8x
verse 2: SC is spittin hot shit feel you up with hot shit flowin steady goin cant tell me that i can not spit burn you with that hollow tip spit it'll make yo car flip thats wat you gettin for loud talkin dat soulja clic head bussa crack a skull dont be scared yo homie dead keep mean muggin own my mama fuck around and u be next......"hold own man time out nigga dis ya boy bacardi u kno wat im talkin bout now these niggas they heard the verse and they heard the chorus and everything but i don think these niggas kno bloomill its killaz down here come holla at one" killaz we killaz we ka ka ka killaz we killaz we killa killa we killz we ka ka killaz we killaz we killa killa we killaz
Chorus: You lookin for killaz where they at bloomill is where they stay. 8x
verse 3: Im introduced to the game (game) take pills cuz im instane (sane) got screws all in my brain (brain) got tools and otha thangs yea you gotta twisted if u think im scared missed it when i bused yo head im wit my niggaz justin javi mcgowan and ho....pushin in the V.A.N sittin real low gea im still reppin soulja clic run yo mouth you gone get hit swing back you gone get stomped you got cho gun i got my pump you got yo niggaz you wanna jump (dawg he aint stupid) you fight me you gone lose it gotta gun aint scared to use you fucked wit bacardi now yo boys calllin you stupid lip bust broke leg now you aint walkin straite thats the price them niggaz pay when them niggaz wanna hate break him break you smack one smack two these niggaz tickle me when they sayin that they can take my crew
Chorus: You lookin for killaz where they at bloomill is where they stay. 8x
