It's Killa

[Intro]

Killa...

You know I can talk about what I wanna talk about

Them statute of limitations is up for them drugs

Far as them murders, I never knew nuttin' anyway, haha

I was sleep, haha yo

[Verse 1]

Yo, '97 huh, drugs I moved a big amount

Chick in my crib, her ribs I'm 'bout to dig it out

Then Ma$e called, said "Yo, I'm stuck inside some bitch's house"

Her boyfriend at the door, could I hurry up and get him out

Aight, what's the address? Homie said "Kingsbridge"

That was great I had some niggas right on Bainbridge

Yeah, we play but believe it ain't no game kid

Hopped off the elevator, aimed it at that lame lid

I ain't give a damn, yeah Cam I was gung-ho

Got this nigga home and he passed me a hundo ($100 dollars?!)

Told him straight up I ain't feeling him

Let me curve this nigga 'fore I end up killing him

I would make 80k on a lazy day

Then I watched him play Pop Lotti against Baby Maine

At this time I'm moving heroin in Maryland

They both died and this nigga turned reverand!

Had the hood hot, FBI agents 'round

We need a referee, shit, that shit a flagrant foul

Fuck it, kept it moving with my true manoeuvres

On the highway nigga moving that Eukanuba

[Chorus]

When them drum fly, when them drum fly

Make your son cry, say hi to the bad guy

Nigga, that's Killa, nigga, that's Killa

Motherfucker, that's Killa, motherfucker, that's Killa

From your tour dates, from your tour dates

To your court case, dressed in the North Face

Nigga, that's Killa, nigga, that's Killa

Motherfucker that's Killa, motherfucker that's Killa

[Verse 2]

Yeah, I smoke pounds you clown, homie, you heard the bluff

All your murder stuff, man I heard enough

NFL murderers, you heard of us

This when Herb McGruff used to serve the dust

Task force, homicide, DT's and other NARCs

My jewelry, well that's frozen like my mother's heart

Bless her heart lord, me I'm some other shark

But the way I get money that's another art

Where should a brother start? How I used to pump in parks

Or how I parked niggas on the side of the barber shop?

Give me some Skittles, beast mode, I'm hard to stop

My life's cement, not wood, so it's hard to knock

Niggas get knocked off get knocked, the bill paid

From that 212, two-twelving with that 12 gauge

God's child, you owe me money? See hell's raised

You got two weeks and my two weeks is twelve days

[Chorus]

When them drum fly, when them drum fly

Make your son cry, say hi to the bad guy

Nigga, that's Killa, nigga, that's Killa

Motherfucker, that's Killa, motherfucker, that's Killa

From your tour dates, from your tour dates

To your court case, dressed in the North Face

Nigga, that's Killa, nigga, that's Killa

Motherfucker, that's Killa, motherfucker, that's Killa