Dude come on, you know what you gotta do this time around...Kill 'em
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[Hook]
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You niggas aint nuthin...Kill 'em
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You niggas is frontin'...Kill 'em
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You niggas don't want it
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Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em
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My niggas they get it...money
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Ya'll niggas can't get it...money
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We'll kill ya to get it...
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Money, money, money, money
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[Verse 1 - Juelz Sanatana]
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It's like everything I'm doing is gangsta
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My whole movement is gangsta, I manuever with gangstas
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I put the T-R-U into gangstur, I'm a nuisance to gangstas
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I be shootin' at gangstas...Kill 'em
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If he blink wrong...Kill 'em
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If he think wrong...Kill 'em
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Show this muthafucka these aint no paintballs...Kill 'em
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Put his 8 ball, dead in the side pocket
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Some lead from a hot rocket, left in his side pocket...Kill 'em
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Fuck a microwave, that'll turn his head into a hot pocket
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I'm begging you, ock stop it, cause never do I stop it
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Whenever do I pop it, I kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em
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Yeah, I lay around all day, with the pound all day
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Dog, I don't play around all day, no
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I pop up with the glock, like it's groundhog's day
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And then I let a round off maynn
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Now how that sound off maynn, when that pound go bang
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Ya face chow ol mein, byeeee....chow lo mein
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I'm great, when you see me, bow 'ol maynn
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[Hook 2x]
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[Verse 2 - Juelz Santana]
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When the glock go bang, when the shot go bang
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All you goin' hear is kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em
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And I'm not no game, I pop those thangs
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All you goin' hear is kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em
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For them nachos, I'll kill ya, for my block yo, I'll kill ya
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Let this nigga know he's not no guerilla
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And that's not no chinchilla, that's a chopped up gorilla
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That they chopped up to get ya, and you bought it, killa
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This is not a real nigga, he is not in my picture
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I eat lobster for dinner, he got spam on his plate
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He got ham on his plate, I don't eat pork
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Hand me some steak, nigga hand me some cake
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'Fore I hand you a eight, like a muthafuckin' hand that you shake...bitch
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Give you five nigga, I'm alive nigga
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Who, what, where, when ,why nigga, I nigga...Kill 'em
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3 - Cam'Ron]
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What's my name...Killa, who I be with...Killas
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What them bitches say...Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa
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There go a cat fight, bitches they spar for dome
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In the car they foam, never seen cars with phones
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Santana, I give any part to homes
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eye ear heart or bone, back out the orange cones
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Even though I go right at the Sergant's dome
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Right with my orange stones, we aren't home
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Get moving and took out, I'm using the hood route
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Hustla please, man you was the lookout
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Man just lookout, I'ma raging bull, with amazing ??, so im Paid in Full
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But this no movie prop, doggy this the oozie rod
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That leave ya cutie rootie, tootie, lil bootie pac
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This my dutie doc, you try to sue me, stop
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How you judge me, I get Judge Judy shot
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Now sue me ox, I just lay and smile
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I'll rape ya child, they wont make the trial...
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Killa, Killa, Santana, Dipset, Killa
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Kill 'Em
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