Freestyle Track 18 lyrics

Killa nigga (yeah) ay..

[Kyleon]
These nine shots from a 9 Glock, will put you in a pine box
On your back in paradise, mama trying to find plots
Fuck with me your time`s out, better try to find cops
I`ll have your family over the bed asking, (is he fine doc)
The flat line`s out, they finna come and give you nine shocks
I`ll have ya ass in heaven walking around, trying to find Pac
I`m not a martial artist, fuck with me you`ll get your spine chopped
I`ll have ya ass in heaven walking around, trying to find Pac
I`m not a martial artist, fuck with me you`ll get your spine chopped
I`ll have ya ass in heaven walking around, trying to find Pac
I`m not a martial artist, fuck with me you`ll get your spine chopped
I look for trouble, like a dope fiend trying to find rocks
So when the nine`s cocked, I`m punching the clock I`m ready to work
And lift niggaz spirits, like Pastors preaching in church
They call me the nurse, cause I`m the cat you see when you`re hurting
Front you a few zones, so you can get back working
Front you a few zones, so you can get back working
Front you a few zones, so you can get back working
He`s back black, the black cat
Serving you half-dollar flap jacks, posted up where the crack`s at
I got young niggaz that hustle, put it in they backpack
With that cheese, purple Gator-aid vanilla extracts
Got gorillas that tech pack, in a tinted Lex black
Get green from the dread heads, white from them wetbacks
I`m at Ace, grinding where the check`s at
I`m short stopping your licks, you better respect that nigga
Back on the block, I`m like Quincy Jones
You fuck with Kyleon sucker, I empty chrome
Fuck with Kyleon sucker, I empty chrome
Fuck with Kyleon sucker, I empty chrome
Leave you inside your brome, with a empty dome
My bullets make your mind go blank, like a empty phone nigga
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