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killa - compton menace lyrics

ft. gutta dub

(intro)
jah, real n-gg- sh-t
type o sh-t i like to be on right here, mane
you might hear me say that a lot
i like this sh-t, feel me
i dunno, just crazy
whateva n-gg- say, just know i meant that sh-t
whateva i said i did, just know i did that sh-t
prince, look, see

(verse)
luv the way i’m livin’, but i hate this sh-t i do
some do it for they self, me? i do it for my crew
f-ck with a couple crips, but they know that this pyrex
gotta stack these 50 cents, cuz i ain’t tryna be ja rule
since ya know, my n-gg-s’ records all platinum like the necklace
said the n-gg-s said they dealers, so we p-ssin’ em like breakfast
when i hit my n-gg- black, cuz he know just what to do
and my n-gg-s on that sh-t, and we ain’t neva with the truce
got them witches in the back, rollin’, i want back
rollin’, see them stacks, get the show
see them mac and get the blowin’
and this that sh-t that fin’ to beyond(?)
got the dealers callin’ my phone
got them n-gg-s all in my imeo
and i’m still sellin’ em zones
this sh-t not the sh-t that got me
them n-gg-s neva gon ride me
i don’t give a sh-t, hiv
some killas seen been happy
so you n-gg-s barely keep it on that paper
gotta apparel in the spinning for ya m-th-f-ckin’ haters

(hook)
killa – let the n-gg-s know that
they still on me, i’m strapped, f-ck around and get claffed
killa – hatin’ n-gg-s know that
been real n-gg- since way back
this what make a n-gg- go back
killa – killers run around in my city
wanted n-gg-, f-ck ?, they know that i’m a m-th-f-ckin’
killa – them bad b-tches on gone sh-t
a fifth of henny, i’m gone, i’m rollin’ up on that zone
kila

(verse 2: gutta dub)
2 glocks, i’ma show ’em what i’m ’bout
f-ck the fate, i’m chalkin’ dude out
closest n-gg- be to main n-gg-s schemin’
i’m cautiously movin’ and dodgin’ the demons
i know my fam wanna see me
when i’m out runnin’ the streets sick
tryna get cash, gettin’ it fast
me and my n-gg-s be feastin’
we grind hard, we don’t take breaks
we been real, y’all been fake
we hard n-gg-s, y’all soft cake
yeah, (p-ss-es) i still run around in that scr-per
ent-tle right on that sk, aim it right at yo table
oh, it’s gon’ be a sad day
when it come to that god play
when i’m done, no retaliate
sky mask, vest day
t-shirt, death day
twelve gauge, chess play
yo beef – my lunch break
i eat that rough stake
beast, haters don’t feel ya
don’t bob yo head to my sh-t, i’ll kill ya

- compton menace lyrics

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