Let's do this shit

Killer keeps it honest

'Cause reality is perception with a weak stomach

Bubbling uneasy like the bowels of hell

(Boo)

Enough to make a black ghost turn pale



Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

K I L L

This is the name that came to alter the game

Not like these rappers who spit it the same

Separate lames from they chain



My mind don't slack

I'm totally focused on beating up tracks

Monstrous music to beat in your 'Lac

1000 watt amp with woofers in back



Lean to the left if you burning a sac

Baby got back and it's in Baby Phat

Pardon me dog for chasing the cat

I'm hittin' all kittens meowing like that



I like the front but I'm loving the back

I like to bite and I'm hoping she scratch

Escalade dipping I'm holding the lane

Mama's a scholar, she blowing my brain



Ain't this the life? Snapping and trappin'

And rappin', and frappin' all night

'Lil mama's a plumber she handling pipe

Ill wit a pill she handle it right



Like Iver son, smallest thing on the team

But the livest one

Cocked loaded bust like a gun

Y'all better run, one, one



Thump, thump, thump, thump

(Yeah)

All in your trunk

(Yeah)

Grinding and hustling and getting at mine

Swerving and token and grippin' on pine

(Yeah)



Bump, bump, bump, bump

(Yeah)

All in your trunk

(Yeah)

Woofers and tweeters and speakers and geekers

Crawl in your bunk

(Yeah)



How we gon' stop?

(Whoa)

How we gone quit?

(Shit)

Brand new shoes and socks on the Chevy

I came through swerving like this



I'm good wit the game, gutter fo' show

Ducking you lames and obstacles

Don't get that ass in a hospital

Wrapped in a cast from head to toe



This boy he real

Racing those candy Seville's through Dixie Hills

My car do wheelies they drive on three wheels

First round pick like Michael Vick



Quarterback status throw passes at chicks

Santana Moss when catching the ball

Get it like Moss she catches the ball

Perfectly tuned my engine don't stall



And I'm equipped with nitrous y'all

Ready to rip, burn, roar

Ready to tear through your city an' tour

Took The Whole World and murdered that shit



Caught the beat running

And dipped with that bitch

Later for now I'm hustling hits

Flipping my words like bricks, trick



(Yeah)

Thump, thump, thump, thump

(Yeah)

All in your trunk

(Yeah)

Grinding and hustling and getting at mine

Swerving and token and grippin' on pine

(Yeah)



Bump, bump, bump, bump

(Yeah)

All in your trunk

(Yeah)

Woofers and tweeters and speakers and geekers

Crawl in your bunk



New, new that new, new

New, new for you, you, new, new for you, you

That new, new, that new, new

New, new for you, you, new, new for you, you



That new, new, that new, new

New, new for you, you, new, new for you, you

That new, new, that new, new

New, new for you, you, new, new for you, you

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