Q-Strange - Stone Kold Killa Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist[Verse 1]I'm a make a club track 'cuz the people love thatNaw ***** that, I'm a keep it all where my loves atI step up in the club, even Puff starts ta jumpCuz I buck from the booth wit a rifle I'm a sniperOn the dance floor throwin' 'bows in your grillAt the bar in your drink got dissolved little pillsIn the VIP where they poppin' that CrisWit my fists around the magnum I crack 'em, I slap 'emBouncers runnin' up lookin' bigger than ChewbaccaSprayin' me wit mace I eat that shit like binacaPunchin' people out wit brass knuckles on each fistThrow em down a club, watch 'em cook like a deep dishAnd peep this why dem kids sellin' them rollsTake all they loot, and extort they hoesWhen I'm up in the club man I just don't playEven Ludacris said move get out the way[Chorus: repeat 2X]Stone Kold KillaStone Kold KillaI don't give aMother***** about anyone[Verse 2]Kickin' in doors, yellin' get on the floorIma stone kold killa and I'm ready for moreDuck tape ya mother to a chair rape her wit a plungerAll because I'm just a ruthless mother*****erYou so funny man I'll do it for cheapNaw I'll do it for free I just need some fresh meatI got peoples heads in my closet and they rottenSometimes I take'em out when I wanna make outI abduct young hoes, tie'em up in the woodsOr sometimes I let 'em run cuz it's even more funGotta gun but I only use that shit for pistol whippin'I got more creative type ways of kold killinI'm lost in my demented thoughts andI'm on Stone Cold and Steve AustinI'm forcing my way into the gameKickin' much ass and takin' namesYou'll never be the same once you've heard Q Strange, Ima[Chorus][Verse 3]I took Freddy's glove and I stabbed him in the chest wit itTook Jason's machete and I stabbed him in the neck wit itTook Michael Myers mask rocked it to the mallI let my little boy play wit that chucky dollEven Stephen King read my lyrics are buggedI'm the next Bundy I ain't talkin' bout BudI love what I do, there ain't no signs of stoppin'I'm stoppin' over half dead cops I shot deadI'm hot than, I'm illmortalized here foreverA Stone Kold Killa and I'm just too cleverAin't got the cheddar but I got somethin' betterThe fact that you can't ***** with me naw neverSever limbs from torsos, head from necksI'm foaming out the mouth barkin' at DMX[Chorus] - 2X
