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young pappy - killa كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
she’s a k!ller queen
gunpowder, gelatine
dynamite with a laser beam
dynamite with a
dynamite with a
dynamite with a

[verse 1]
all white like i’m mensa, i got t–zy in my swisher (t–zy)
i dropped 2 cups in august, swear the mixtape too official
got two of everything: two watches, two chains, and two pistols
not just two pistols, two clips to extendos longer than pencils
f-ck you mean? (what?)
i go hard for my team
boy, f-ck you thought?
n-gga, i rock designer, shorty, this sh-t cost (no, no)
i don’t know what the f-ck you bought
so you not from over there, but you over there?
you getting whacked, give a f-ck if you the law (boom, boom)
i done turned into a savage, this the sh-t i got taught
all i hang with is k!llers, i ain’t never got caught
my squad go crazy!
i’m with shotty go crazy (go crazy)
and on the b.o.s, folks crazy, he be totin’ the .380 (boom, boom)
i dare a n-gga try to play me, i’ma lay his -ss down like he lazy (boom, boom)
b-tch, i ain’t for none (none)
they put a n-gga on parole, see i couldn’t walk around with no guns (what)
boy, you can ask bro ‘nem
they’ll tell you ’bout foe ‘nem, and how them n-ggas see me and they run
’cause they know i got it on me (’cause they know)
and i can merch on my homie, i’m used to ridin’ ’round by my lonely
but sheen just called, say he wanna ride with me
so i put him in the back, let him tote that macaroni
and that b-tch go… brr-latt!
semi-automatic, it took off a n-gga back
i wish a n-gga would try to run up on pap
h-ll yeah, i can fight, but i’d rather up a strap
i’d rather up a pole on a n-gga
gotta keep a pole on me, n-gga, i’m too known for a n-gga
how you get caught for a pole, lil’ n-gga, and you home already?
lord knows you done told on a n-gga
you can catch me on the pole, where it’s cold, you can froze, lil’ n-gga
need a sweater or a coat, lil’ n-gga
no sense of humor, but if you walk around broke, lil’ n-gga
i’ll laugh at your lil’ n-gga, with your funny -ss

[bridge]
dynamite with a laser beam
guaranteed to blow your mind
anytime

[interlude]
fake -ss true’s with your bummy -ss (bummy -ss)
i done came a long way from sellin’ dummy bags (dummy bags)
(k!ller, k!ller, k!ller, k!ller)
now i’m gettin’ money!
(queen, gunpowder, gelatine)
smokin’ on dope, for real
(dynamite with a)
(dynamite with a)
(dynamite with a)
(dynamite with a)

[verse 2]
i got money, i got b-tches, etcetera
b-tch, i was gettin’ caught with this and go felon
no seeds in this here, i’m smokin’ on medical
flats keep me up like i’m rollin’ off adderall
i be bussin’, my squad ain’t for nothin’
let my nina talk and she don’t like discussion (no)
a couple face shots, couple shots to his stomach (boom, boom)
his brains oozing out, that sh-t look like some vomit
argh! somebody get his -ss up!
argh! ambulance picked his -ss up
he’s dead on arrival, there’s no point in trying (no)
the doctor or st-tch his -ss up or it’s over with
p-b-g who i’m rollin’ with, but you already know that sh-t
they pay homage like they owe that sh-t
i see you got a gun
you not on sh-t ’til you blow that b-tch
if i was a scared man, i’d be dead, man
smokin’ headband, tryna get higher than redman
pack so loud, i ain’t hear what you said, man
you will never see me down or talking to feds, man
f-ck what a n-gga heard!
p-b-g be the word
i’m just tryna get a check like the third
ridin’ ’round with my b-tch smokin’ herb
got two twin .40’s, that’s the only thing his -ss heard
h-ll nah, i ain’t scared, i’ma let this b-tch blow
boy, i gave your b-tch back, shorty, let that sh-t go (boom, boom)
yeah, i let her suck my d-ck, but i let that b-tch know:
“h-ll yeah i got a b-tch, so i let my b-tch know”
’cause it’s level to this sh-t: rules, regulations
give me dumb brain, like she never had no education
you ain’t tryna k!ll nothin’, boy i see you hesitating
shootin’ with your eyes closed
f-ck you doing? meditating?
boy, if you scared, go to church, read revelation!
quick to blow, thank the lord i got better patience
n-ggas know, boy, i be higher than elevation
bro ‘nem turn the day you got smoked into a celebration, heh

[outro]
(k!ller, k!ller, k!ller, k!ller)
“man, i be goin’ crazy!”
(queen, gunpowder, gelatine)
who the k!ller, n-gga?
(dynamite with a)
who the k!ller, n-gga?
(dynamite with a)
you ain’t no k!ller, n-gga!
(dynamite, dynamite, dynamite…)

- young pappy

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