Stone Kold Killa lyrics

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[Verse 1]

I`m a make a club track `cuz the people love that

Naw fuck that, I`m a keep it all where my loves at

I step up in the club, even Puff starts ta jump

Cuz I buck from the booth wit a rifle I`m a sniper

On the dance floor throwin` `bows in your grill

At the bar in your drink got dissolved little pills

In the VIP where they poppin` that Cris

Wit my fists around the magnum I crack `em, I slap `em

Bouncers runnin` up lookin` bigger than Chewbacca

Sprayin` me wit mace I eat that shit like binaca

Punchin` people out wit brass knuckles on each fist

Throw em down a club, watch `em cook like a deep dish

And peep this why dem kids sellin` them rolls

Take all they loot, and extort they hoes

When I`m up in the club man I just don`t play

Even Ludacris said move get out the way



[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Stone Kold Killa

Stone Kold Killa

I don`t give a

Motherfuck about anyone



[Verse 2]

Kickin` in doors, yellin` get on the floor

Ima stone kold killa and I`m ready for more

Duck tape ya mother to a chair rape her wit a plunger

All because I`m just a ruthless motherfucker

You so funny man I`ll do it for cheap

Naw I`ll do it for free I just need some fresh meat

I got peoples heads in my closet and they rotten

Sometimes I take`em out when I wanna make out

I abduct young hoes, tie`em up in the woods

Or sometimes I let `em run cuz it`s even more fun

Gotta gun but I only use that shit for pistol whippin`

I got more creative type ways of kold killin

I`m lost in my demented thoughts and

I`m on Stone Cold and Steve Austin

I`m forcing my way into the game

Kickin` much ass and takin` names

You`ll never be the same once you`ve heard Q Strange, Ima



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

I took Freddy`s glove and I stabbed him in the chest wit it

Took Jason`s machete and I stabbed him in the neck wit it

Took Michael Myers mask rocked it to the mall

I let my little boy play wit that chucky doll

Even Stephen King read my lyrics are bugged

I`m the next Bundy I ain`t talkin` bout Bud

I love what I do, there ain`t no signs of stoppin`

I`m stoppin` over half dead cops I shot dead

I`m hot than, I`m illmortalized here forever

A Stone Kold Killa and I`m just too clever

Ain`t got the cheddar but I got somethin` better

The fact that you can`t fuck with me naw never

Sever limbs from torsos, head from necks

I`m foaming out the mouth barkin` at DMX



[Chorus] - 2X