Cam'Ron - Come Kill Me Lyrics
[skit]Yo weez wasup manYo word man, you hear them niggas man,Them niggas is ***** man, word manWhat happened? what happened?Yo them niggas is dead man, we gon kill them niggas manT-today, i...Straight like that today manWe gon murder them niggas manAssed out manI heard they do they thing thoughSon don't worry about that man, we gon do our thing niggaYeah i'm feelin that let's go kill them niggas manNo doubtHook:You wanna kill me come and do it i don't give a *****Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it upYo check it out now, uh, yo, yo[verse 1]Yo subliminal thoughts, 107th street, criminal courtPissy drunk up in here, gordon, gin the courtIt's like a biscuit, judging my dick though, case acquittedWhen it's dough i do whatever it takes to get itSo, chain danglers, are in dangerWhen i skate wit ya ice like the rangers, assume laterBoss ***** though, goin out like tomb raiderBooth razors, a few blazers, who raised himHe speak eboni-, me and my goddaughter c-hanniCome through with the mean tommy, ask you if you seen mommyAnd she three feet behind meWhy my whole life is like the repeat of gahndiMe and g o d, from c o c, like got dough c o dA s a p, a s a pPlay me, you crazy, and your mother ass fatSo i laid her on her stomach bust your brothers on her backNever rubber on or cap, i'm a raw specialistMake me more devilish, me and my whores never kissThough, mother*****er we was prone to dieJust my green top, yo we own inside, mother*****erHook:You wanna kill me come and do it i don't give a *****Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it upWe gon ball till we fall, gon ride in the fiveKeep pies in our eyes, stay high til we dieYou wanna kill me come and do it i don't give a *****Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it upWe keep a clip in our shit, keep a brick on the tripKeep a chick in the whip, gettin licked the six[verse 2]Ayo they used to call me "work out"Cuz before i brought my work out, i used to work outNiggas wanna make deals, na na i want work outNow murk out, before you get cursed outBangin they fun, same as the sunHidin from the church when you slang to the nunsChumps come through with giraffe and orangatang gunsVetty vest, you petty theft, you seem softI'm seven judges up in supreme courtMean thoughts all over a teen porchWait, don't have to tell you shitMatter fact, pat him down, who the hell you wit?Yo you wack money, wait around all day for pack moneyGet a gold chain talkin bout you bout to have moneyBut everything's gonna to be all right, whyCuz every ring's gonna be all ice andYou wanna kill me come and do it i don't give a *****Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it upHook[verse 3]This nigga with the ice mug stuntin? [he won't bust nothing]Yo, talkin bout he gon' touch somethin [he won't bust nothing]Yo sayin that he too much frontin [he won't bust nothing]Yo, he just a fake thug bluffin [he won't bust nothing]And his man with the ice grill frontin [he won't kill nothing]Yo, he outside with the mil frontin [he won't kill nothing]Talkin bout he some real somethin [he won't kill nothing]Sayin yo i'ma kill something! [he won't kill nothing]Not a collecter of picasso, but everybody in my scepter got doughNeglect a rock row, go to charve and not dough hoBut hector, comancho, mi amigo rockin in the side *****?maxin out to marvin?, can't know itThat's why i keep the blam blam loadedClub grand open, next week we grand close it, come and kill meGet the ***** outta here! this shit is *****in closed!Get the ***** outta here mother*****er i'll kill you!Hook
