bio killaz – it’s on lyrics
welcome m-th- f-ckaz, to murda fo free, i be saint sinna.
ha-ha-haaaa. tha klepto, bio killaz, 2-double-0-to tha-3
ima set the record straight, i don’t try and be black
this is me m-th- f-cka, this is how i really act
in fact i react with a full blown attack
beatin’ up your dad over a cigarette pack
a thug in the country b-tch, don’t ask questions
spittin’ all the wrong lessons in these rap sessions
’cause yeah ima dawg, thoroughbred rot wilier
your woman wants to f-ck me that makes her the pedophiler
i got more gang ties than tha m-th- f-ckin’ godfather
you wanna start sh-t b-tch? don’t even bother
just stay home it makes it a lot more easier
’cause my glock is my baby gurl, i love squeezin’er
we rap for fun and we kill to get paid
takin’ you greasy m-th- f-ckaz out like cascade
gangsta, gangsta, tell’em that it’s on
we da killaz on the run so grab a m-th- f-ckin gun (repeated)
now i’m straight thuggin’, straight mean muggin’
you best tell ya m-th- f-ckin’ homeboy to stop buggin’
’cause i’ll pistol whip his m-th- f-ckin’ b-tch face chin
stomp in his guts a little, then i do it again
’cause f-ck you, hit you wit a one two
ya -ss is on the news ’cause tha cops dunno where i stuck you
n-gg- you done did it, who you think you kiddin?
don’tcha worry about ya family saint sinna’z babysittin’
honky got p-ssed so i took care of ya
prematurely bury ya, in the cemetaria
check tha name suckaz, bio killaz fo real
we live up to tha killa part of tha m-th- f-ckin deal
we not bone thugz, but we thugs to tha bone
once we start threatenin’ with chrome, n-gg-, it’s on
gangsta, gangsta, tell’em that it’s on
we da killaz on the run so grab a m-th- f-ckin gun (repeated)
so we back once again, this time we makin’ noise
and it’s on like a fat b-tch on a ride at cedar point
we m-th- f-ckin’ n-gg-z known as the bio killaz
(tha what?) killaz, killaz, killaz
that’s right muh f-ckaz remember tha name
’cause it’s our time to gain fame in tha rap game
lyrics to ya brain, i’m rammin’ it, and cramming it
and slammin’ it, god dammin’ it
legally psycho for failing anger management
that’s why, before any m-th- f-ckaz every heard of ya
i’ll murder ya, yeah that’s right lemme repeat it, i’ll murder ya
i don’t give a f-ck about nuthin, tick tockin’ like a bomb
and about to blow up in your face ’cause it’s on
saint sinno, saint sizzle, saint sinna
takin’ out you weak all before dinna
i’m a digital thug, and you b-tches all 8-tracks
i stick in ya mind like tha duck from aflac
a baseball bat upside ya m-th- f-ckin head
you best step back before i do it again
m-th- f-ckaz spreadin’ words that they know that ain’t right
i guess a night ain’t a night unless it starts with a fight
alright, that’s tight, i’ll fight til’ dawn
but tommorow’s anotha day so best believe that it’s on
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