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[00:00.00]K.I.L.L.A.S. (Explicit) - The Game/Cam'Ron
[00:00.06]Lyrics by:Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Cameron Ezike Giles
[00:00.12]Composed by:Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Cameron Ezike Giles
[00:00.18]Woo woo
[00:02.91]They talkin' bout real n***as back in style
[00:05.37]Look we never went nowhere
[00:06.84]We just had to turn to a secret society
[00:09.45]'Cause too many sucka n***as got a blue check
[00:11.79]And thought they was somebody
[00:13.41]You know who I'm with
[00:15.30]Killas killas killas
[00:42.30]Brand new Richard Mille
[00:43.92]Timbs on when I step through the city
[00:45.69]Gucci North Face when it get chilly
[00:47.37]See them 'Raris
[00:47.97]Yeah them killas is with me
[00:49.35]Killas on top of the buildings killas
[00:51.45]I'm droppin' the ceiling killas
[00:52.74]She left you on read to hop in this red Maybach with the killas
[00:56.70]Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
[00:58.26]'Cause we got them FNs she sneak 'em inside
[00:59.94]We takin' them shots but you still alive
[01:01.92]We eyein' your section yeah we 'bout to slide
[01:03.36]We roll up our sleeves we light up your Live
[01:05.06]We don't want to dead it we ready to die
[01:06.87]Meet you in Heaven we up in the sky
[01:08.52]Tell God we killas
[01:11.31]Killas killas killas
[01:12.99]Killas killas killas
[01:15.24]Tell God we killas
[01:16.92]Killas killas killa
[01:18.42]Killas killas killas huh
[01:23.04]She textin' me
[01:24.12]Right
[01:24.69]He wan' take her phone
[01:26.19]D**n
[01:26.37]She broke his heart
[01:27.48]So
[01:28.11]He wanna break a bone
[01:29.16]So
[01:29.61]Talkin' bout you bad
[01:30.90]Bad
[01:31.32]Every time I make her moan
[01:32.61]Moan
[01:32.97]Said she ran the crib you Kyrie you can't play at home
[01:35.67]Sheesh
[01:35.82]Wanna know about me just ask n***a
[01:37.53]They'll tell you that I'm that n***a
[01:39.33]Two h*es Jack Tripper
[01:40.83]Don't confuse me with these rap n***as
[01:42.30]No
[01:43.11]My 45'll still slap n***as
[01:44.52]Worse than that I'll spray the MAC n***a
[01:45.96]Don't play with Game and don't play no games
[01:47.70]Wanna play games they got apps n***a
[01:49.41]Apps n***a
[01:49.59]Cargo off of this game twenty-four acres in Spain
[01:52.83]But go to Google type in Harlem what pop up
[01:55.32]My nickname it's
[01:58.68]Killa killa killa killa
[02:00.48]Killa killa killa killa
[02:02.88]I'm finna go catch me a body
[02:04.17]She up in the lobby I think her name Dotty
[02:06.06]She **** with them Saudis she be in them Audis
[02:07.71]Pink toes Cam said she a thotty
[02:09.38]I be in Abu Dhabi
[02:10.44]Lewis Hamilton head-a*s n***a racin' Ferraris
[02:12.87]Richard Mille on chill
[02:14.49]Playboy this watch is a Carti'
[02:16.44]I stepped on her Valentinos with my Air Forces on
[02:18.66]Think I said sorry
[02:19.68]**** I look like Steve Harvey
[02:20.91]Money bags got her acting like she Ari
[02:22.65]She not
[02:23.40]Saweetie Kehlani Mulatto Normani
[02:24.90]And her yeah her
[02:26.19]The one with the dots both queens
[02:27.93]Nicki and Naija Rubi and Siza
[02:29.67]My bad SZA
[02:31.86]Lizzo she a killa
[02:33.00]Chloe Bailey she a killa
[02:34.71]Can't forget about her sister
[02:36.33]She a killa
[02:38.01]Dream Doll killa
[02:39.66]To be a killa you gotta be BIA
[02:41.49]Brown skin I need a Lupita
[02:43.17]Type of chick I could vibe with
[02:44.85]Hold the Draco for me slide with
[02:46.53]Rick Owen boots make her 6'5
[02:48.27]But when she ****in' she 5'6
[02:49.92]Got a threesome for the Wi-fi
[02:51.63]Gave it to her got a high five
[02:53.31]No reception in the high rise
[02:54.93]Shoulder shrug bye-bye
[02:56.49]Least you leavin' with a
[02:57.45]Brand new Richard Mille
[02:59.13]Timbs on when I step through the city
[03:00.90]Gucci North Face when it get chilly
[03:02.58]See them 'Raris
[03:03.45]Yeah them killas is with me
[03:04.56]Killas on top of the buildings killas
[03:06.66]I'm droppin' the ceiling killas
[03:08.34]She left you on read to hop in this red Maybach with the killas
[03:11.91]Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
[03:13.47]'Cause we got them FNs she sneak 'em inside
[03:15.18]We takin' them shots but you still alive
[03:17.13]We eyein' your section yeah we 'bout to slide
[03:18.57]We roll up our sleeves we light up your Live
[03:20.28]We don't want to dead it we ready to die
[03:22.08]Meet you in Heaven we up in the sky
[03:23.73]Tell God we killas
[03:26.55]Killas killas killas
[03:28.20]Killas killas killas
[03:30.42]Tell God we killas

文本歌词


K.I.L.L.A.S. (Explicit) - The Game/Cam'Ron
Lyrics by:Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Cameron Ezike Giles
Composed by:Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Cameron Ezike Giles
Woo woo
They talkin' bout real n***as back in style
Look we never went nowhere
We just had to turn to a secret society
'Cause too many sucka n***as got a blue check
And thought they was somebody
You know who I'm with
Killas killas killas
Brand new Richard Mille
Timbs on when I step through the city
Gucci North Face when it get chilly
See them 'Raris
Yeah them killas is with me
Killas on top of the buildings killas
I'm droppin' the ceiling killas
She left you on read to hop in this red Maybach with the killas
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
'Cause we got them FNs she sneak 'em inside
We takin' them shots but you still alive
We eyein' your section yeah we 'bout to slide
We roll up our sleeves we light up your Live
We don't want to dead it we ready to die
Meet you in Heaven we up in the sky
Tell God we killas
Killas killas killas
Killas killas killas
Tell God we killas
Killas killas killa
Killas killas killas huh
She textin' me
Right
He wan' take her phone
D**n
She broke his heart
So
He wanna break a bone
So
Talkin' bout you bad
Bad
Every time I make her moan
Moan
Said she ran the crib you Kyrie you can't play at home
Sheesh
Wanna know about me just ask n***a
They'll tell you that I'm that n***a
Two h*es Jack Tripper
Don't confuse me with these rap n***as
No
My 45'll still slap n***as
Worse than that I'll spray the MAC n***a
Don't play with Game and don't play no games
Wanna play games they got apps n***a
Apps n***a
Cargo off of this game twenty-four acres in Spain
But go to Google type in Harlem what pop up
My nickname it's
Killa killa killa killa
Killa killa killa killa
I'm finna go catch me a body
She up in the lobby I think her name Dotty
She **** with them Saudis she be in them Audis
Pink toes Cam said she a thotty
I be in Abu Dhabi
Lewis Hamilton head-a*s n***a racin' Ferraris
Richard Mille on chill
Playboy this watch is a Carti'
I stepped on her Valentinos with my Air Forces on
Think I said sorry
**** I look like Steve Harvey
Money bags got her acting like she Ari
She not
Saweetie Kehlani Mulatto Normani
And her yeah her
The one with the dots both queens
Nicki and Naija Rubi and Siza
My bad SZA
Lizzo she a killa
Chloe Bailey she a killa
Can't forget about her sister
She a killa
Dream Doll killa
To be a killa you gotta be BIA
Brown skin I need a Lupita
Type of chick I could vibe with
Hold the Draco for me slide with
Rick Owen boots make her 6'5
But when she ****in' she 5'6
Got a threesome for the Wi-fi
Gave it to her got a high five
No reception in the high rise
Shoulder shrug bye-bye
Least you leavin' with a
Brand new Richard Mille
Timbs on when I step through the city
Gucci North Face when it get chilly
See them 'Raris
Yeah them killas is with me
Killas on top of the buildings killas
I'm droppin' the ceiling killas
She left you on read to hop in this red Maybach with the killas
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
'Cause we got them FNs she sneak 'em inside
We takin' them shots but you still alive
We eyein' your section yeah we 'bout to slide
We roll up our sleeves we light up your Live
We don't want to dead it we ready to die
Meet you in Heaven we up in the sky
Tell God we killas
Killas killas killas
Killas killas killas
Tell God we killas

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