Makaveli & Dillinger Don't Fuck Wit A Killa текст песни, слова песни Don't Fuck Wit A Killa Makaveli & Dillinger & Freddie Foxx
Makaveli & Dillinger - Don't Fuck Wit A Killa
feat. Freddie Foxx
Yeah
[Verse 1: Benzino]
It's the return of the trouble maker
Cause they couldn't keep me cuffed up
I be ya dog so I'm neva gettin ruffed up
I grab a mutha fuckin trigga of a m-1
Ya get done this ain't a fuckin water gun (Killa)
Cause I'm a bad boy so you know the get goes
Into a thing when I let anotha nigga know
I get wrecked on a crew if they dip
Cause 2pac and foxxx will die for this
I don't go for it neva have and neva will
I call shots for my crew, if you step you gettin killed
And fuck doin things in a orderly fashion
Put ya ass through the wall,
Let my fingas do the blastin (Killa)
And don't ever think a nigga take shorts cause I'm in the rap game,
Ain't nothin change
Were all killas just to say the least
Fuck bootie ray doggs the beast yo I'm a killa!
[Chorus:]
Don't fuck with us [x7]
[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Sick thicker than most of these tricks,
Got my mind on makin money
But you stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never fronted
And I doubt if I do
Cause if I did then id get beat up by my fuckin crew (Killa)
A real nigga, since you fit that your ready to box
Your catchin knocks from my nigga freddie foxxx and oh
You really don't want none
From pac cause I'll be strapped with my glock
And throw thangs like I'm born to box (Killa)
I hit this motha fuckin gin and I'll be all in
Hell ya, young nigga strait ballin
And everybody wanna see if I'm a g
Weighin 165 and I'm high till I fuckin die
Thug life in this motha fucka catchin wreck
Big stretch hit me off when I hit the set
But I'm cool cause I'm tipsy an I fill it
Niggas tryin to see if I'm a killa c'mon!
[Chorus:]
Don't fuck with us [x15]
[Verse 3: Freddie Foxxx]
Yeah up in the hoods where the punks sleep in alleys with the rats
And lil old ladies and babies are bussin gats
My muthafuckin looks overide my style
Cause sometimes the militent make me crack a smile (Killa)
But don't sneek when ya see my teeth
Nigga I be creepin like a jap, and blap blap blap with the mac
So many niggas died last year
Cause they was poppin shit that I didn't wanna hear
Check it, yo, I been down with gangs roll with big punches
Well I was bussin teks while they was eatin lunches
I run up on ya ass, quick quick, flick, check ya
Smack ya in the face and disrespect ya (Killa)
Me an, 2pac and ray dogg wreck ya
I'll bite ya in the face like hannibal lecter
Then I'll slide by and dip from the cops
But if they wanna rumble with the foxx then they get shot
See when I come to town I bring lollypops for ya nuts
And some of ya motha fuckas are cold suckas
How many licks does it take for me to find ya bang, one lick two ya
I'm right behind ya (Killa) grain in my scope, the infered is beamin on ya dome
Boom, boom, boom yeah ya gone
[Chorus:]
Don't fuck with us [x15]
[Outro: Freddie Foxxx]
(Killa killa killa killa)
All ya niggas will die, fuckin with a god damn killa
(Killa killa killa killa)
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