Killa

[Repeat X4]

"Killa"

[Ray Dogg aka Benzino]

It's the return of the troublemaker, cause they couldn't keep me cuffed up

I be a dog so I'm never getting ruffed up

I grab a motherfucking trigger of an M1

You get DONE, this ain't a fucking water gun

Cause I'm a bad boy, so you know the kid goes

Into a thing when I let another nigga know

I get wrecked on a crew if they diss

Cause 2Pac and Foxxx'll die for this

I don't GO for it, never have and never will

I call shots for my crew, if you step you get killed

And fuck doing things in an orderly fashion

Let your ass do the walking, I let my fingers do the blasting

And don't never think a nigga take shorts

Cause I'm in the rap game, ain't NOTHING changed

We're all killers just to say the least

Fuck cuties, Ray Dogg to beasts

Yo, I'm a killa...

[Hook]

Don't fuck with a {*X7*}

"Killa"

[2Pac]

Sick, thicker than most of these tricks

I got my mind on making 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 I'd get beat up by fucking crew

A real nigga since you figure that you ready to box

You catch knots from my nigga Freddie Foxxx

Uh, you don't really want none from 'Pac

Cause I be strapped with a Glock

And throw thangs like I'm born to pop

I hit this motherfucking gin and I be all in

Hell yeah, young nigga straight balling

And everybody wants to see if I'm a G

Weighing 165 and I'm high till I fucking die

Thug Life in this motherfucker catching wreck

Big Stretch hit me off when I hit the set

But now I'm cool cause I'm tipsy and I feel a

Nigga tryna see if I'm a killer, come on

[Hook] {X2}

[Freddie Foxxx]

I put the guns where the bums sleep in alleys with the rats

And little old ladies and babies are busting gats

My motherfucking looks override my style

Cause sometimes the militant may even crack a smile

But don't sleep cause you see my teeth nigga

I be creeping like a jack, then blat-blat-blat with the mack

So many niggas died last year

Cause they was popping shit that I didn't want to hear

Check it yo, I been down with gangs, rolled with big budgets

But I was busting techs while they was eating lunches

I run up on your ass quick-quick, flick, check ya

Smack ya in the face then disrespect ya

'Fore I met 2Pac, I Ray Dogg down wrecked ya

I bite ya in the face like Hannibal Lecter

Then I slide by to dip from the cops

But if they wanna rumble with the Foxxx then they get shot

You wanna come to town? I'm bringing lollipops for you nutters

And some of you motherfuckers is cold suckers

How many licks does it take for me to find ya?

Bang one, bang two, yeah, I'm right behind ya

Bring in my scope, the infrared is beaming on your dome

Boom-boom-boom, yeah you gone

[Hook] {X2}

[Freddie Foxxx]

All you niggas that died fucking with a goddamn killer...

[Repeat to end]

"Killa"