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c bo - born killaz lyrics

[verse 1: the jacka]
i’m thugged out enough to beat your f-cking -ss right
now
i’ll make your best rap wack with a rap right now
cuz i’m the jacka the calidod pack the yay sacker
tell your b-tch to shut the f-ck up for i slap her
yea the jacka the spectacular my hold makes me
look like dacula plus the young mob n-gg- that’s
smother sh-t
for the scrill my real n-gg-s noting know who it feels

[verse 2: fed x]
put your guns up gather your troops up
your shoot wasn’t bust out but your aim wasn’t good
enough
you claim killa you did what i did
but i’m a natural born killa you and me at the same
n-gg-
you get your gun tooken to war about to jump off
you fell to the floor you should close your eyes
didn’t jump off get your mack sn-tched use your own gat
you know what i want run this sh-t or get your skull
capped blown back

[chorus: c-bo]
b-tch open your eyes and realize that you cry on ya
cover your head and duck when bullets flying on ya
when that ak spits you can’t save sh-t you on your way
to your grave b-tch we born killaz
open your eyes and realize that you cry on ya
cover your head and duck when bullets flying on ya
when that ak spits you can’t save sh-t you to your
m-th-f-cking grave b-tch

[verse 3: hustla]
shot caller now hit the block park the car c-ck the
chop
nothing but street star hustla hustla n-gg- what
like my pops hops to diction hustler i’m spin shots
watch before your watch visits
i’m in your wrist watches is not a movie
your favorite rapper catch a slug in his booty
on the ground, screaming like a b-tch
caught the whole click thought he knew me n-gg- huh

[verse 4: c-bo]
mini fourteen holler from out the window
can’t handle the static get stuffed in the casket
murder
them b-st-rds grab my ak off the shelf
find the destination and send them n-gg-s to h-ll
my occupation is a must that i stack g’z
and i done hit more licks that the these
believe that i’m loco with the pulled off fo fo in your
front door
will have you b-tt-naked taped on the floor

[verse 5: ridah]
i was too young to understand why they shot at me
but how can i remain a solder at ease and let the
release
the f-g they try to get me to partic-p-te
not at this rate and see my though strong try to
recoupe me
before i’m there and gone like the apostles

[verse 6: ap9]
stuck in this world without no help
n-gg-s don’t know we play for self and for keeps
late night streets when n-gg-s dump heat no retreat
cuz the feats on my tracks
without my five eating off this platinum plaque
for the fact that n-gg-s ain’t sh-t so they blaze
turn the page off the rage in a maze
when they can’t squabble f-ck stuck in a face off
soaking up more c-ke as i erase you job
better duck when the bullets fly

[chorus]

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