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Tru

Eyes of a Killa

  rap  hip hop  hip-hop  new orleans  no limit
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Текст песни Tru - Eyes of a Killa

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[c-murder]As I wake up and look into the motherfucking mirrorI realize Im staring into the eyes of a killerC-murder who I be, tru be my clickMy minds on killing but in the process Im getting richAs I walk out the crackhouse strappedWith my bulletproof vest cause I cant live with no bullets up in my chestIm a soldier, bitch I told yaWith a shot from the calliop to the magnoliaCause its a known fact that I sell crackYou fuck with me Ill smoke your ass like cuz smoked this trackBeeper blowin I gots to apprehend my drug moneyBut I see popos in the car and commence to runningThis cuz I knew keeps his rocks up in a skittles bagNigga Ill be a little late but have my cashJumped in the caddilac and hit i-10Got on the mobile lemme see which hoe Im gonna go up inCocked my weapon cause I aint got no time for no bullshitReady to kill one of these hoes jealous ass boyfriendNigga, dont hate me cause Im getting head while Im smoking weedAnd when Im done Ill fix a sandwich and Im outie g? ? ? ? ? ? I aint workin with it allI blame that shit on spending half of my life behind barsThe fedz talkin bout, no limit full of drug dealersBut homocide know c-murder is a born killerChorusThey say Im a drug dealerBut look into the eyes of this motherfucking killer x2My mind playin tricks cause um, I think some dope missingTime to check my crackhouse cause something fishyAnd I aint taking no shorts nigga ask silkkIm known to fold a nigga head like a fuckin quiltCall bye cause I smell a fuckin murder comingNo limit soldiers bout to have this fuckin party jumpingInfared on aks for a better aimT-shirt, bulletproof vest cause, uh, bullets gots no nameCause six deep is how we mobTime for a 187, a motherfucking homocideThey put another x up on my tatooesLaughing as another nigga sing the bluesLike frank nino, I feel funeral homes make a nigga wish they kept thierMotherfuckin ass homeYou can take me to jail bitch, but thats dumbCause the witness will never make it to the motherfucking courtroomIm legendary ask them hoes, see, they be lovingIm not 2pac but uh, Ill still be thuggingCause dope, pussy and money is what I live forBesides my family, thats something Ill kill forDisrespect my click, and you will feel aBlast from this motherfucking natural born killaChorus x4

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