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City of Killers

アーティスト:Z-Ro  アルバム:Look What You Did to Me 

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[Whisper:] City of Killers. City of Killers. [Bam:] Tryin' to feel my inside soul 'cause a angel told me it's cold But ain't no way I can fold with a pair of nuts this damn swoll 'Cause where a nigga was raised, don't nobody play games It's like your life is a sweet & reality's the flame. So why the fuck you tryin' to torture with that dip in the middle? It's like I'm swallowin' mighty bites while you be nibblin' on skittles 'Cause this city we in, it ain't no such thing as friends And once it comes down to paper, you down to bump off your kin. You think I'm lyin'? What thoughts be in my head as I walk around So now you know when you see me why my face is quick to chalk a frown 'Cause I don't trust nobody, nope, not a god damn soul So now you know I'm a hog, from high to a deep level of cold Thinkin' why niggas let me broke in this city of Houston But ain't no stoppin' Bam, I'm a keep my ego to boostin' 'Cause I got a bunch of fans that love me & bitches that jock I got killers in my click & I keep thugs on my block. [x2] Well, I'm just lettin' you know don't test me, I'm with the chrome I'm still in my ghetto peel, I'm more than your average nigga from that Mo' Lookin' out the house with a bed with a bullet in the way that clicked your spine And now your cryin' 'cause you realize that your dick can't even get hard. [Trae:] Who the hell could it be peepin' on me? T to the R to the muthafuckin' A E Killers that's like mad trucks with a bust, better duck Who the fuck runnin' up so nigga what 'fore I leave my star full of that heat Gotta watch my back 'fore I be alone That shit is gon' fall & the while back me up To the sides shapey grin, gotta know get enough for them That T to the E to the E to the A It's goin' down South Klique, what you wanna do Bitch throwin' up my set, infrared's to your chest with a mess Now stop you drop, like sweat it out my face What killers want right behind me, I think you lyin' so try me These haterfied niggas don't play Cut in all my killers 'til the day I'm dead & deceased It'll be, us niggas out Houston won't ever fade What I'm all about, hopin' with open kickin' eyes open, peepin' I gotta be scopin' better keep wishin' G's on these streets be low 'Til the point of my life I can't go, got hatred not 'cause a hoe K I double L A K L A N to the B to the A to the M, gotta represent Never know with a lifestyle, with a 5 dollar with a mile Gotta get my life be twistin' thoughts, a thought in the vault You can't forget & you feel the anger, with one in the chamber Grill in the back, but it's your, me & T.A.Z. on the regular. My K, 5's don't give a damn to hustle so hoes what's up? Can't change on my feet to the dip, droppin' tops 'Til the player get a hit, to the drink to the brain get me crunk Get a boost can't tougher shit, City Of Killers & it get loose. [Z-Ro:] Fuck around & pull out my AK & bust yo' ass in the head I'm tryin' to leave you dead with an infrared I never be givin' a fuck about you You got me goin' me crazy. (Got a nigga goin' crazy) You got me goin' crazy. Crazy. [TAZ:] TAZ the all mighty devil, specialize in the methods of torture So steppin' without a weapon's not a good idea, just thought I'd warn you I'm not your average nigga I'm a Gorilla, just look at the frown on my face


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