Kill
'Fore I let you take my life, boy, I'll kill you
Dangerous when I come out, she like, "I feel you"
Talk before but now it's always like I hear you
(This beat from Murda)
Like what's up with all that back and forth, no other side
Know they sick, them niggas bitches, let they brother die
Know they were servin' but they ain't spin like washin' clothes
They come around, no tellin' when, nobody knows
And she got feelings when they bomb 'em and throw 'em away
It can't go no other way, what made you happy every day
And you know truly, I don't never wanna see you cry
But he just wanna see you cry, and you don't wanna see me die
Got a nigga lookin' like kill
'Fore I let you take my life, boy, I'll kill you
Dangerous when I come out, she like, "I feel you"
Talk before but now it's always like I hear you
But you don't hear me, like nigga, we got guns too
You don't fear me, that's stickin' shit like Kung Fu
Chung eerie, I kinda think I want you
Sight blurry like the rain on the way, say she really wanna move to Seattle
I kept it real but them niggas ain't keep it with me
Now I'm the target, went the farthest, they gon' pay me for a feat
I feel the tallest, they the smallest when they standin' next to me
And they gon' take me how I come
Air Force 1's, that's just for fun, but that ain't gas
She might think it's somethin' but to me that's just ass
You live 'round the opps but you still want me to come pass
Make me feel I want another gun, then I want another one
Got a nigga lookin' like kill
'Fore I let you take my life, boy, I'll kill you
Dangerous when I come out, she like, "I feel you"
Talk before but now it's always like I hear you
But you don't hear me, like nigga, we got guns too
You don't fear me, that's stickin' shit like Kung Fu
Chung eerie, I kinda think I want you
Sight blurry like the rain on the way, say she really wanna move to Seattle
Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, ayy, ayy
Got a nigga lookin' like kill
'Fore I let you take my life, boy, I'll kill you
Dangerous when I come out, she like, "I feel you"
Talk before but now it's always like I hear you
But you don't hear me, like nigga, we got guns too
You don't fear me, that's stickin' shit like Kung Fu
Chung eerie, I kinda think I want you
Sight blurry like the rain on the way, say she really wanna move to Seattle
(Yung Lan on the track)
(Tom French with them racks)
(James about that check, boy)
Uh, uh, say she really wanna move to Seattle
