Gangsta Boo - Kill, Kill, Kill, Murder, Murder, Murder Lyrics
Chorus x2Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder40-40 cal, watch a nigga hurt aKill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder40 *****in cal, watch a nigga hurta(gangsta boo)On the other side of townBlake haven boundWhere Im foundAint nobody bloodyAngels sayin, must be hell boundEverybody on that liqourBangsta boo is right up with yaCant you see your picked a picture perfectNow its time to get youCome with meSo you can see the sideOf the dark niggasClaimin hardBe left with body parts in the yard***** I got you scaredUnless you prepared to take the testHope you study hardWhen this go fly through your *****in vestNever be as clever as iIm on the level come highHigh till the day that I dieOr will you kiss me good byeIm bout it, whatever *****You wanna get some of thisYou be the one that get your ass kickedQuick in the dickIll put your ass inn a trunkIn the city of bumpI might not lock up the doorBlaze a crystal bluntIm in the studio lootDoin a race on this trackSome with me (? ? )I got it locked like thatChorus x2I got this shit locked tightAint no keepin me outYou cannot see isSo when I tell you somethin *****You best believe itI swear you shouldnt battle with meIm like a pimpleI pop up out of no whereOn your ass so simpleIm laid back on this trackI figure you feelin niggaThrow your setts in the air (throw your setts in the air)Scrip your killas and killasAbout your dealas on the blockMakin money thats rightAbout the ladies on the real lookin for a late nightDont be surprised when you see meCause I (? ? ) at the worldTo all you top notch niggasOr material girlsThey call me lady maybe babyI gets jiggy with mineIm feelin fine on the riseProphet posse behindIm 18 98 flowin all of my flowsSo ***** imagine how I soundWhen Im 20 years oldWe so so def like jermaineBut ***** we tearin it upThe number one hit songOf the banned and closedChorus
