Lil Kash Kidd - Dyin Breed

These lil' ass niggas my sons, tell em' to stay in their place
Last young nigga tried to run down, yeah he got shot in the face
I don't care 'bout the cops, I'll up this chop, on an opp broad day
Ridin' with choppas, and sticks, yeah we ridin' with K's
Ridin' with choppas, and sticks, yeah we ridin' with K's
Ridin' with choppas, and blicks, somebody dyin' today
Somebody momma is cryin' today
Flood my wrist lil' bitch, yeah I got diamonds today
I fuck her whenever I want, 'cause I don't got time to waste
Yeah you know I ball, but I don't got time to play
Real niggas, that's a Dyin' Breed
Yeah them pills with us, come get high with me
Yeah I stay with drillas, they a die 'bout me
Diamonds, shining (Aye)
Bad bitch, look like Kylie
Private jet, I was flying
Don't ever, try to lie to me
Don't ever, try to lie to me
Yeah them pussy niggas know not to try me
Where the opps? Tryna go on a killing spree
Where the opps? Tryna go on a killing spree
Free Thugger, yeah motherfuck the police
Free Gunna, yeah free Mr. Pushin' P
Better watch your tone when you talk to me
If you wanna keep your soul, do not look at me
Bitch you know I keep a pole, don't try play with me
Hold on bitch, I'm a star
Yeah my future looking bright, but I came from the dark
I just popped an E, turned me to a Martian
These lil' boys they soft, I just call em' marsh-mellow
And I'm counting racks, this new foreign car
Driving foreign car, I drive foreign car
Yeah you know I'm rich, I cannot be bothered
Lil' boy that's my son, yes I am your father

Written by:
Victor Kihara

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