ViZiT LA - Free Da Killas

Damn, just seen my cousin on the fuckin' news
Hitman, kill squad up on channel two
His little homie wore a wire got him fuckin' caught
They namin' body after body that my nigga dropped, man
I asked my homie, is you do or die
He told me yeah, and I could see the realness in his eyes
But if he lying, when I find out, it'd be too late to cry
Just pray that he gon' hold it down and stay this way for life, man
Just seen my other cousin on the news
He killed a nigga tryna rob him for his fuckin' jewels
He probably still would be alive if he had gave it up
But that's what happens in this world when you act big and tough, man
I asked my nigga if he felt remorse
He told me no, I seen his soul was on a different course
I got to see him in the county on my last trip
He told me he gon' stay the same and never switch shit, man
Just seen my other cousin on the news
Liquor store shot a nigga, now he on the loose
They got a picture of his face plus the bike he on
And the strap that he had, 357 long, man
I pulled up quick to the fuckin' block
I see my nigga on his bike screamin' fuck the cops
He told me if they pull up, then it's gon' go down
He sending shot after shot till this whole round gone
And that's exactly what my nigga did
He started dumping, sending shots all at the fuckin' pigs
He caught one in the back, they ran his ass down
He in the pen right now, solid as the ground, nigga
So I ain't never switch enough for rap
It's Dems pro until I die, and even after that
These niggas wanna set some shots, then we gon' send them back
But all that we just came to talk shit, I ain't into that, nigga

Written by:
Abraham Guerrero

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find