entourage is thick Camouflaging this bitch, so God forbid you start some shit My squad's equipped with an arsenal of ammunition Hollow tips an', cop killers
lot of things but it just ain't affordable Only thing that count when you die is what they thought of you Kid comin' through with a clip full of cop killers
killer, man What the fuck, I'm deaf, fucking up and I'm on kill again Kill-a-head and the body dead Kill-a-head and the body dead Kill-a-head and the body dead Kill
nigga Havoc said it's on So I'm a buck 'em and I'm a fuck 'em with the shiny chrome Kill cop, me love cop, kill Me strangle, say me strong for the motherfuckin
Countdown Another body found for the government to ignore Another home is lost from someone who was poor Another cop caught beating up on innocence Another
, why? You'll die! I can make ya missin fuckin with the unforgiven, cop killer, blood spiller, but still a million seller. Run and tell your fuckin mother, Body Count
Why? You'll die I can make ya missin' fuckin' with The unforgiven Cop killer, blood spiller But still a million seller Run and tell your fuckin' mother Body Count
roll, roll that s***, light that s***, smoke it Roll that s***, light that s***, smoke it Yeah, fast or slow mo, oh no, Meth done made a killing Call
up, shaked and jacked em for drugs Shoestring's a killa on the for reala, I'll front you a O and a half Turn around and set yo body up and leave you
I got Listen to my nina go bang, boom All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom, zoom, zoom Car stealer, cap peela The thrilla of Manilla, none iller, cop killer
wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill, KILL, KILL
, just blame it on the green Girl cut up, got lean on lean That shoebox shit, over with She put it on the rack, won't notice it My bank 'count, commas
begins These niggaz crossed my father den my father crossed them Cause I roll with Immortal Thug niggaz And my number one plan to kill a man to grab
bit But you couldn't quit I love the pigs, I love the pigs, love the pigs You killed and killed again, And got away with it The body count rose, yet,
don't look back, They on our trail I can feel'em don't let'em close, Or I'll kill'em... Naw, naw, chill let me kill'em, Cause blood stains leave trails
Killers in spanish villas in Sante Fe Eses all about hammer play Desell Marachi, preferred to watch me It's a Tekilla Sunrise, over the sky Tea rocks
, don't count 'em out too soon Let 'em hit the mat then pick 'em up on two Suffer, pain, hurt, you're through Over, done, body count tally Last call move
ass split And a nine ain't shootin' blanks It's the cop who had a fucked up day and a little drink Get a thrill for a kill, a trigger to a nigga The