Killin Me

[Intro: Paul Wall]

Paul Wall turn the bling in ya teeth down

Will you please turn the bling down in ya mouth

Nigga i left my shades in the car man could you please turn the bling down in ya mouth

(CHORUS: T.I.)

These niggas KILLIN ME swerin that dey trill as me

You gona see me in tha streets some drama what it's finna be

Talk all that shit you wanna talk imma let tha burna talk

We tha ones you heard about we show you what dat murda bout

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]

(Paul Wall)

You can catch me squeezin GLOCKS pullin triggas and evadin tha cops you dont wanna see me squarading the blocks so i suggest you that you vacade this spot these boys be swearin they hard but you dont want it with the clique i claim you talkin loud but you ain't sayin a thang man speak into the mic man CLICK CLACK BANG BANG BANG

You need to be wearin panties cuz you packin pussy

You better not push me, when Macboney unload the result is

You're gonna be bloody, scabbed up and pussing

Your talk is cheap I let my actions speak louder than your

Words, first I bite, then I bark, keep your cool before I

Calm your nerves

What you know about the place I'm from? (nuttin)

You dunno about the hood I rep. (nope)

You don't want me to unload the clip (no), sink your ship, rearrange your lips. Watch your steps be careful cuz you

Stompin heavy on dangerous grounds, I got wind wit a full

Twelve rounds keep talkin down and you'll get stomped down

I don't play the radio and disrespect and attempt to

Rearrange your thoughts, the end result is your brains in a box so I suggest that you change your thoughts

[Chorus: T.I.]

These niggas KILLIN ME swerin that dey trill as me

You gona see me in tha streets some drama what it's finna be

Talk all that shit you wanna talk imma let tha burna talk

We tha ones you heard about we show you what dat murda bout

(Verse 2: Mac Boney)

I'm hotter than lava straight up from the city

Wit somebody's baby mamma, how dey gonna kill me

When I'm ready for da drama? i ain't got nothin to loose

Imma blast all partners den dey ass gon wonder den mash round the corner tryna crash my show, put a tag on ya toe

Ya'll ain't killas, ya'll just assholes with another hoe

Nigga talkin trash like a hoe, this fag gotta go

Let my trap niggas run up, knock him to da floor

Let me punch him with tha ring, get the gators in his throat

Should I let him live? If I gotta ask, hell no

Hangin hard up his squad that's for dem to consume

I don't take no stuff, unless it's yo girl wit her legs

Straight up when I bust verse you were [unknown..] spittin

Booze out yo car, you a fool by the luck, cuz you finish

What you started and you loose, time-up, put yo brains on

Dust cuz you layin on the dust, thought you were bad but

That rife hangin up come fight like a man but yo ass ain't

Tough, just a big fat chump. Nigga show em the part where

Dey be walkin on wheels, come past for me, I'm waitin for

Ya any day nigga, when ya comin? Fuckin with TIP, ask him

How we done it, that was back in the day

Now we got more banana clips ready for the dumpin, respectin the streets so nobody sayin nothin, AKs so cunnin

Never see me comin, just a bunch of people runnin. Ya'll

Niggas don't want it!

[Chorus: T.I.]

These niggas KILLIN ME swerin that dey trill as me

You gona see me in tha streets some drama what it's finna be

Talk all that shit you wanna talk imma let tha burna talk

We tha ones you heard about we show you what dat murda bout