Certified Killa

Nigga keep on talkin on me he get fucked up
Tell von to go and grab his body throw that nigga inna trunk
Ain't tryna do no talkin pussy nigga you den fucked up
I let you slide the first time pussy nigga now yo luck up

Bitch you know i got my bucks up
Is that a question?
A pussy nigga keep on talkin we gon send his ass to heaven
Got that Glock19 wit tha beam and Smith and Wessen

Bitch we got Mac-11's they some blessings you know how we steppin

When I up that glock imma step onnat nigga head
They said we ain't outside we gon slide leave the city red

I gotta pour me up a 4 right before I go to bed
Try to play me like a hoe leave yo body full of led

Nigga wanna be a drill rapper he get drilled wit that stick
40 right up on my hip I catch em lackin hit a lick

He betta hope that he don't see me turn that boy right to a genie
Diamonds wet jus like sum fiji and my bitch bad jus like riri

Nigga want sum beef wit me but he ain neva tote no Glock
Bitch youn kno me not my homie you get faced right wit that chop
Say nobody kno me nigga ask around
I burn the fuckin city down
Turn yo smile right into a frown
I hit em wit 100 rounds

Bitch yo momma she gon fuckin cry
Nigga its gon b a homicide
Posted onnat block bitch we gon slide
We gon make that nigga see tha light
Run up on me nigga say goodnight
Shoot that nigga right up off the bike
Bitch i'm totin onna biggest pipe
My niggas strapped jus like a fuckin dyke

DAMN

I can't believe these niggas tried me
Choppa blowin so fast that the lights is super blinding

Bullets hit his white T
Make it look like it was sum hi-c
Im outside everyday you aint gotta find me
Gotta glock witta switch bitch it get violent
Everytime we outside nigga you hear sirens
Gotta flash onnis bitch so aint no hiding
When I see a body drop nigga imma start smiling
And I got my own swag nigga ion need no stylist

BITCH



Credits
Writer(s): Alonzo Jones
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