Born Killaz

C-Bo

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    [Verse 1: The Jacka]
    I'm thugged out enough to beat your fucking ass right now
    I'll make your best rap wack with a rap right now
    Cuz I'm the jacka the calidod pack the yay sacker
    Tell your bitch to shut the fuck up for I slap her
    Yea the jacka the spectacular my hold makes me
    Look like dacula plus the young mob nigga that's smother shit
    For the scrill my real niggas noting know who it feels

    [Verse 2: Fed X]
    Put your guns up gather your troops up
    Your shoot wasn't bust out but your aim wasn't good enough
    You claim killa you did what I did
    but I'm a natural born killa you and me at the same nigga
    You get your gun tooken to war about to jump off
    You fell to the floor you should close your eyes
    Didn't jump off get your mack snatched use your own gat
    You know what I want run this shit or get your skull capped blown back

    [Chorus: C-Bo]
    Bitch open your eyes and realize that you cry on ya
    Cover your head and duck when bullets flying on ya
    When that ak spits you can't save shit you on your way
    To your grave bitch we born killaz
    Open your eyes and realize that you cry on ya
    Cover your head and duck when bullets flying on ya
    When that ak spits you can't save shit you to your
    Muthafucking grave bitch

    [Verse 3: Hustla]
    Shot caller now hit the block park the car cock the chop
    Nothing but street star hustla hustla nigga what
    Like my pops hops to diction hustler I'm spin shots
    Watch before your watch visits
    I'm in your wrist watches is not a movie
    Your favorite rapper catch a slug in his booty
    on the ground, screaming like a bitch
    caught the whole click thought he knew me nigga huh

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    [Verse 4: C-Bo]
    Mini fourteen holler from out the window
    Can't handle the static get stuffed in the casket murder
    Them bastards grab my ak off the shelf
    Find the destination and send them niggas to hell
    My occupation is a must that I stack G'z
    And I done hit more licks that the these
    Believe that I'm loco with the pulled off fo fo in your front door
    will have you butt-naked taped on the floor

    [Chorus: C-Bo]
    Bitch open your eyes and realize that you cry on ya
    Cover your head and duck when bullets flying on ya
    When that ak spits you can't save shit you on your way
    To your grave bitch we born killaz
    Open your eyes and realize that you cry on ya
    Cover your head and duck when bullets flying on ya
    When that ak spits you can't save shit your to your
    Muthafucking grave bitch

    [Verse 5: Ridah]
    I was too young to understand why they shot at me
    But how can I remain a solder at ease and let the release
    THE FAG they try to get me to participate
    Not at this rate and see my though strong try to recoupe me
    Before I'm there and gone like the Apostles

    [Verse 6: ap9]
    Stuck in this world without no help
    Niggas don't know we play for self and for keeps
    Late night streets when niggas dump heat no retreat
    Cuz the feats on my tracks
    without my five eating off this platinum plaque
    for the fact that niggas ain't shit so they blaze
    Turn the page off the rage in a maze
    When they can't squabble fuck stuck in a face off
    Soaking up more coke as I erase you job
    Better duck when the bullets fly

    [Chorus]

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    Composición: L. Williams y S. Thomas

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