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YOU AINT A KILLA
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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
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#131,684 today Peak #1,154
#19,729 in subgenre Peak #168
Uploaded
October 10, 2005
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Lyrics
Im bringin it back, sippin the yac, rippin the track/ flippin the stack, slingin the crack, ready to bust off the mack to ya back/ I spit dramaticaly, I cant stop the insanity/ I got slugs that'll lift you, like there's no gravity/ I'd rather be in the kitchen breakin up a brick/ Shakin up the pot, while im gettin brain from ya bitch/ Im on a mission and nigga, It wont be the impossible/ What Ima do is show you what the fuckin lama do/ Im down to die on the thrown Wit the crown on my dome like B.I./ I got guns and ima about to bring em out like T.I./ See my prediction is that you neva gon blow/ Cuz you gon be layin in a box like in a magic show/ So go grab a crome, semi, or 45th/ Im sorta like cellular phones, cuz I roam wit clips/ Im tokin spliffs, then afta that Im takin ya cash/ And makin a dash, In ya own hood dat you had on smash/ Im the type to pack gats and roll wit more then one/ And treat niggas like golf and put a hole in one/ Niggas try to end my life I find dat pathetic/ But these cats is sweeter then da blood of a diabetic/ So I dont sweat it, And If I catch you flossin ice then nigga forget it/ Cuz when I see sumthin I want, for sho ima gonna get it/ Ducktape ya son, have a glock placed to his brain/ While Ill be upstairs witcha wife while Im screamin..(Here come the pain)/ Im so insane, and you know that payback's a bitch/ Ive layed back a snitch, On the sidewalk and had him startin to twitch/ Shit, Im a G that's why hoes has neva been and issue/ Plus I got ya bitch blowin on me like puffs tissue/ I'll slice the neck of any nigga that came witchu/ I got missles, and I garentee you them shit's wont miss you/ Fuck who he or she be, I'll send shots to ya Mitsubishi/ In these streets, You just gotta be able to reach me/ And I dont mean by telephone, you'll be left all alone/ While I'll be on the run wit at least 7 left in ya dome/ And I dont need colored beads for all ya to know my set/ Just know I roll wit OG's that'll leave ya whole click wet/ So respect, cuz niggas know im the roll like butter/ Blast you if you stutter, cuz you know im straight gutter/
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