straight up south killa shit, ill shit ya dig
Lyrics
Yea
I know what this is, a cold blooded diss/
Like a hoe’s rotten kiss, dead with the flows I dismiss/
Pro with this biz, I once was a kid/
Now I’m an insane killa drug dealer still a/
Whole on the umbrella, realer, illa/
A Latin gorilla, feel a shot from the villain/
Put em in a beat kill em, stain for several days/
Devil ways, ghetto haze, braced with metal taste/
Gat spray 24/ 7
Have you visiting victims from 9/11/
Tumble, make ya dim with a humble/
Bring the rumble, you Paris Hilton I’m Dee from the Jungle/
Whoop ya head make ya brain stumble/
I ain’t speaking bout foot ball when I spit flames in a sun bowl/
Gun blow, it ain’t about the skin, understand/
It’s about the pain given, it’s not about the sin/
When this record spins, after my blaze be rinse/
Who the fuck told bow wow he was the prince/
Mims, now this is why I’m hot/
Aim it with a red dot, bust a shot, this is who you not/
Beat up rappers, and I ain’t speaking about a Scott/
Pierce ya body with the flare from shoty
Show em what I got/
Make up the plot, so bitches pray/
I slay in way kill the prey when I sway/
In slow mo, oh no, promo/
I’m in the finish line, ya’ll in the middle like homos/
You dough hoe,
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