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(killa kaze)

Killa klan, get this, big business,
be a witness

(k-rock from killa kaze)
Now I was in up in memphis on that
real shit
Bullets in chamber, fill it anger, paid all my
to triple the 6
Scanman might take your hand, slowly to the
Pistol
See crunchy black up in the back up my
Extra
got me in a chase, I can't catch no murder

I pulled over, got my glizz,i my hand and
the cop
Dj looked at me, nervously without a sweat
Carlo haywood got his check, robbed the dope
Broke his
Ox and put up on hoes, stinging like a
bee
European chevy thang pop out woodgrain leather
memphis, killa, playaz, we got brand new tape
For
Mystic styles bumpin in the sand ford bring a

Chevy thang with your clip, project the fuckin

'cause me love, k-rock locked'em in the fuckin

Damn I'm crazy mane, razor blade cuttin in my

Maybe I'll be babies, fuck my lady I'm the man
Rappin' ain't no fuckin thang, 6 be

Shootin' up me block, me glock, it woulda
Been ol'
Finna be cockin', attackin' and
And droppin' these like enemy niggas
That can't the trigger, I figure this pimpin'
That's livin' them limpin the 6
Now I'm back I been on the track wit the

'cause the dj paul pop in the clip, no you're
I'm taking no lip
Niggas I'm droppin your style
Killa klan gonna them bitches, catchin 'em
When steady pimpin'
Triple 6 gonna warrned your ass, bitch we no
witness, fuckin

-4x

(mc from killa klan kaze)
I got a street just to keep these playa
Hater up off my back
But yet I'm always the of attention, pimpin'
Ass nigga as mc

You best believe I'm packin ammunition for
Busta
Stangin, robbin, no thing, a pimp done went
Rags to
Hustling on the track, my is stackin, 'cause i'm
Breakin
Make my cheese, bitch your knees
(god-daaamn!) the mack is

Bustas trying to hate me, but they cannot
me
Droppin sawed off in my game, but mc will
change
I'm cheffin like an indian and thats the of
I'm in
I'm blastin wit this trick, we stangin like
A fuckin
Provoke me, joke me, me, make me buck your
Bitch ass, pull card
We creepin at night with them thangs on the
Roody-poo,
Trick see who's hard
I ask myself the why these watermelon
Niggas cramp my pimpin
Jealous 'cause I'm ridin on and sweatin these
Hoes up out they
So yourself for the impact of the mack, this
Aint the first of the
And we breakin bones in half, and bitches
Hoe so be a witness, be a

4x

(scanman from klan kaze)
There's no up in a nigga when I'm creepin for
A
you bitches slips, the mac-10 clicks, buckin
Bitches with no
So in a minute when you lie dead, from the
through your chest, bullets
Fled ripping and stripping and home again and
To
Pimp killa scan the man, I leave them bitches
Scared horror
Of the corpses that I toture sufferer, in

The morning, the crying, 'cause they torment
The burning (shhhh) in the of my pits bitch
rise back up on you niggas real quick just
Like the evil
My master evil powers to devour you bitches
That in hell
I'm clickin with form the triple six killa

The that's in me got me crazed man
I'm lurkin I'm creepin, come the scan man
Sneakin in to drop a mac-10 bomb and leave
In a
The killa klan massacre, them bitches to rot
In them
When vengeance of demons slit bitches and rip
Them, in
No bitch

till end