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Tytuł: Black nigga killa

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   (Chorus X4)
  YEAH!
  Black niggaaaaaaaaaa
  YEAH!
  Killa killa killa killa
  
  Black nigga killa hate brought death
  Around the block as I holler points bust though the punks back
  Raising gang, feel no pain, as I penetrate
  Niggas fly deep as I strike a quick pace
  I got the evil of a dead nigga trapped in my mind
  So my soul is a threat to my mankind
  Born to kill I'm wicked by nature
  Cause the streets of my neighborhood breath young hell razors
  I'm 30 odd 6 with the skill
  I make a skinhead brain bust all across the West Coast
  Motherfuckers catchin heat
  As I bring anger
  And release more danger from my chamber
  The evil in my blood is possessed
  So I creep low from the back slow and puts led in that nigga's flesh
  Ain't no hope, every nigga wants to be the nine milla on the trigga
  The black nigga killa
  
  (Chorus X4)
  
  Deep from the death as I crept
  I can feel his glock in the back of my neck
  I'm thinkin to myself ?what the fuck? as I pause
  I can feel my heart thumpin from my balls
  Up against his gun what the fuck could I do?
  If I make a wrong move, the nigga might shoot
  My pops always warned me when I was comin up
  If I play pussy, I'm bound to get fucked
  Though bein broke as hell it be drivin me crazy
  Hooked up with my niggas start jackin niggas daily
  Fat sacks of dirt, to Dayton's, I got em
  Slang em dirt cheap cause everything was profit
  Now I got his nine on the back of my mind
  As I watch my life pass right before my eyes
  The shit that I done, is all in my face
  Reflections of death as I step with my 38
  The black nigga killa
  
  (Chorus X4)
  
  Which bitch made the statement?
  About the nigga bustin caps supportin all black Ben Davis
  I'm out the doe
  My pager's blowin up I check my ghat twice
  Cause niggas like to jack on a late night
  And as I'm livin like a criminal
  I try my best to keep my gang tight and stay away from punk niggas
  Strikin down Broadway
  I caught some niggas out of bounds from the (pause) upper MLK
  Slowly crept from the cut at a quick pace
  Ain't no love in my heart all I feel is hate
  So 25 with that L might be mando
  Cause nigga I'm killin for them gold things with that Zapco
  I watch the terror in eyes as he backed up
  Ease of the break pop that clutch and watch his chest bust
  Wide open as I bounce in the night quicker
  From the nine milla trigga
  The black nigga killa
  
  (Chorus X10)