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(more fast pace style)
Its mr. klown killah drug dealla wigga creepin on a come up/ drinkin tell I throw up/ yall know me its da guy who put 8 Ball in his grave/ wigga best behave/ its KK me and my crew be popin pills tell we die/ gettin high/ smokin weed tell we fly/ R.I.P. 8 Ball rest in piss ya homo/ copz asked me if I seen ya body *shit I dunno*/ killin ya ass just like last night/ when ya bitch ass tryin start a fight/ ight/ just quit wit cha bullshit ass clown be put in ya place/ now in ya spare time ya daddy fuckin U in ya face/ ya discrace/ you gay gang bangin/ cock slangin/ none poo tangin/ little bitch/ little snitch/ die ya homo!
hook: we the killin type of G's/ let ya mom suck on deez/ we dem pimps from the hood/ killin fake wiggaz who aint no good/ we dat hot shit wigga I be dat we be dat my cru be dat son we be dat/
fast pace with the gun in hand/ its klown killah the mainest man/ drive off the bridge like stan/ we crazy like that simply cause we can/ grabin 8 Ball by the adamz apple and squeez tight/ challenge him once again but still he backs down from the fight/ U ass mite!/ tryin to diss me bitch get outa my site/ smackin the hell outa you tell you see the light/ and you think im kiddin riggghhtt?!?!/ ill take this AK47 and burry you tonite/ wash my handz off then find where ya mom lives and take the next flight/ sneak up on her at night/ smack that bitch and tie her to a kite/ fly her around the pacific on my boat/ soon as I get done with her im off to killin her throwin her body in the ocean *doez anybody know if bitchs float*/ just to make sure I straped her to a dead billy goat/ took the furr off it and made a furr coat/ laughin my ass off to this verse I wrote/ you shoulda known not to fuck wit me *note*...
hook: we the killin type of G's/ let ya mom suck on deez/ we dem pimps from the hood/ killin fake wiggaz who aint no good/ we dat hot shit wigga I be dat we be dat my cru be dat son we be dat/
*End*
Dont ever fuck wit me. Dont fuck wit me if you do you end up like 8 Ball. Dont even try me. YOU DIE! BITCH YOU DIE A COWARDS DEATH YOU LITTLE SNITCHS.
Its mr. klown killah drug dealla wigga creepin on a come up/ drinkin tell I throw up/ yall know me its da guy who put 8 Ball in his grave/ wigga best behave/ its KK me and my crew be popin pills tell we die/ gettin high/ smokin weed tell we fly/ R.I.P. 8 Ball rest in piss ya homo/ copz asked me if I seen ya body *shit I dunno*/ killin ya ass just like last night/ when ya bitch ass tryin start a fight/ ight/ just quit wit cha bullshit ass clown be put in ya place/ now in ya spare time ya daddy fuckin U in ya face/ ya discrace/ you gay gang bangin/ cock slangin/ none poo tangin/ little bitch/ little snitch/ die ya homo!
hook: we the killin type of G's/ let ya mom suck on deez/ we dem pimps from the hood/ killin fake wiggaz who aint no good/ we dat hot shit wigga I be dat we be dat my cru be dat son we be dat/
fast pace with the gun in hand/ its klown killah the mainest man/ drive off the bridge like stan/ we crazy like that simply cause we can/ grabin 8 Ball by the adamz apple and squeez tight/ challenge him once again but still he backs down from the fight/ U ass mite!/ tryin to diss me bitch get outa my site/ smackin the hell outa you tell you see the light/ and you think im kiddin riggghhtt?!?!/ ill take this AK47 and burry you tonite/ wash my handz off then find where ya mom lives and take the next flight/ sneak up on her at night/ smack that bitch and tie her to a kite/ fly her around the pacific on my boat/ soon as I get done with her im off to killin her throwin her body in the ocean *doez anybody know if bitchs float*/ just to make sure I straped her to a dead billy goat/ took the furr off it and made a furr coat/ laughin my ass off to this verse I wrote/ you shoulda known not to fuck wit me *note*...
hook: we the killin type of G's/ let ya mom suck on deez/ we dem pimps from the hood/ killin fake wiggaz who aint no good/ we dat hot shit wigga I be dat we be dat my cru be dat son we be dat/
*End*
Dont ever fuck wit me. Dont fuck wit me if you do you end up like 8 Ball. Dont even try me. YOU DIE! BITCH YOU DIE A COWARDS DEATH YOU LITTLE SNITCHS.
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