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Compton Menace - Killa Lyrics

Ft. Gutta Dub

(Intro)
Jah, real nigga shit
Type o shit I like to be on right here, mane
You might hear me say that a lot
I like this shit, feel me
I dunno, just crazy
Whateva nigga say, just know I meant that shit
Whateva I said I did, just know I did that shit
Prince, look, see

(Verse)
Luv the way I'm livin', but I hate this shit I do
Some do it for they self, me? I do it for my crew
Fuck 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 niggas' records all platinum like the necklace
Said the niggas said they dealers, so we passin' em like breakfast
When I hit my nigga Black, cuz he know just what to do
And my niggas on that shit, 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 shit that fin' to beyond(?)
Got the dealers callin' my phone
Got them niggas all in my Imeo
And I'm still sellin' em zones
This shit not the shit that got me
Them niggas neva gon ride me
I don't give a shit, HIV
Some killas seen been happy
So you niggas barely keep it on that paper
Gotta apparel in the spinning for ya muthafuckin' haters

(Hook)
Killa - let the niggas know that
They still on me, I'm strapped, fuck around and get claffed
Killa - hatin' niggas know that
Been real nigga since way back
This what make a nigga go back
Killa - killers run around in my city
Wanted nigga, fuck ?, they know that I'm a muthafuckin'
Killa - them bad bitches on gone shit
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
Fuck the fate, I'm chalkin' dude out
Closest nigga be to main niggas 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 niggas be feastin'
We grind hard, we don't take breaks
We been real, y'all been fake
We hard niggas, y'all soft cake
Yeah, (pussies) I still run around in that scraper
Entitle 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 shit, I'll kill ya

(Hook)
Killa - let the niggas know that
They still on me, I'm strapped, fuck around and get claffed
Killa - hatin' niggas know that
Been real nigga since way back
This what make a nigga go back
Killa - killers run around in my city
Wanted nigga, fuck ?, they know that I'm a muthafuckin'
Killa - them bad bitches on gone shit
A fifth of Henny, I'm gone, I'm rollin' up on that zone
Kila