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Lil` Rob

I`ll Kill You

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[Triple C]Big Bow, 13 motherfuckerBig Bow, 13 [Triple C]Another jam from the mind of the double DI put it down for the homies and the Central Coast FamilySome wicked shit pounding out your boxA little something to bump when you`re cooking them rocksWe all got our own ways of making the greenYou do whatever it takes to get up onto the sceneI do what I do, staying true to the blueSouthside 13, what about you fool?Run and hide and get out your mapLeva motherfuckers from the other side to the tracksI never forgive and punk I never forgetIt ain`t over motherfuckers, no not just yetMove out of scene, I knew you would leaveI got another motherfucking trick up my sleeveSmoke you like a roach, can I make it last?Like a quick half ounce, another thing from the pastYou`re the kind of motherfucker talking shit bitchI`m the kind of motherfucker making the hit listWhen I see you in the street you better run and coverCuz if I pull out my gat, I shoot to kill motherfucker[Lil` Rob]It`s the Lil` RobKnown like the mob cuz I be dropping them hitsGiving it till you whores can`t stand, giving it till your heart quitsIt`s open, hoping for another chanceFuck that fat hyna, it`s ain`t over till the hyna danceGlance at a man with no worries, full of tearyRiddle at me, loose, hang you fools from a nooseThen light you up on fire, put away my lighterFuck the fucking Devil, I`m the one that he admiresInquiring minds want to know How the fuck we can be so fucking sick and quick to stick pussyThe cheif enemies got the remedyTo make more enemies than anybody in the pen with a felonyNow you`re mad at meI`m just glad we had the chance to be friendly before I killed you fucking familySay you`re understanding me, fool you ain`t no man to mePulling petty crimes, thinking that you`re gonna flatter meBitch I could give a fuck about what you`re doingI could give a fuck about what, who that you flewMake you sick like the flu, I know how to spook youAll it takes is a bullet, you`ll be shaking in your shoesWhat kind of death do you choose? Homicide or suicide?Circle one, call me Gato cuz the cat got your toungueEse young, 21, people saying that I`m doneBut the more shit that you talk, the more fun has begunLeave your ass rung, let alone your ass hungChop you up with my machete with my hockey mask onBetter yet I`ll paint my face up like Dead PresidentsIn your neighborhood, nothing but dead residentsWhen I get through with them, set them up and have a brew with themWhile the juras wondering what to do with themCuz there`s so many of them, God must not have loved themCuz he let me do what I did, close their eye lids[Mr. Shadow]Now who be batty, coming trying to diss my skillsIt`s that evil-minded demon, shoving fools under the hillsMotherfuckers try to run but they can never hide, I find emPutting the bullets in, hollow tips and I blind emShadow be that one bald-headed fool ready to bustThe man of steel who turns his rivals into fucking dustI must admit to all the shit that I commitedAll the fucking bodies and the craniums that I splittedI spitted many rhymes, I flipped so many soundsTake these fools into depressions like the year of 95Homicide got me trippingThat`s why I`m loading a clipMotherfuckers trying to tripThey end up looking just like shit

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