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gillie da kid – king me lyrics

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hook:
you n-gg-s stowin’ stones at a gl-ss house
you n-gg-s don’t be livin’ would you read by
how lonesome and familiar in my trap house?
i started from the bottom, put put you mad out
king me, n-gg- n-gg-, king me, n-gg- n-gg-
bowl down when i come around, i say king me n-gg-
king me, n-gg-, king me, n-gg-, king me, n-gg-,
money and the thing to me n-gg-.

g, see i don’t get no paper and i see why
call y n-gg- hustle stack, then my money need high,
when i was young i had a neck and thirty lead high
i f-cked it up some that n-gg- like a b hot,
king me, n-gg- n-gg-, if you need and work
what you gotta do is ring me, n-gg-
in the trunk, in the car when i heard i got it, i got it,
i’m talking about that .. i’m talking bout that product,
i’m talking bout the products, i’m the king
you were born, you s-ck the n-gg-s be alone
you p–sy n-gg- from the door, you rucky n-gg- from abroad,
get rolio all on my own, for forty all in my trunk,
that 40 all in my waste and make me point it all in your face,
you p–sy n-gg-.

hook:
you n-gg-s stowin’ stones at a gl-ss house
you n-gg-s don’t be livin’ would you read by
how lonesome and familiar in my trap house?
i started from the bottom, put put you mad out
king me, n-gg- n-gg-, king me, n-gg- n-gg-
bowl down when i come around, i say king me n-gg-
king me, n-gg-, king me, n-gg-, king me, n-gg-,
money and the thing to me n-gg-.

i put it in all into all the water never start sh-t,
see the problem is their mouthy bigger than their artist,
get them boisy strapped up, but them n-gg-s won’t shoot the thing,
unless them p-ssies at them shooting range,
king me n-gg-, crown me n-gg-,
if you really got beef when you see then down me n-gg-
see i off keep those feelie gangstas around me, n-gg-
and i’m fresh my fabric softa, no down me n-gg-,
got versace all in my back, top sin on my leg,
if this the wall on my lack, floating off for my trap,
there’s no fillie, ea boy gillie the play,
show real, got young shoes, they do whatever he say,
let’s go!

hook:
you n-gg-s stowin’ stones at a gl-ss house
you n-gg-s don’t be livin’ would you read by
how lonesome and familiar in my trap house?
i started from the bottom, put put you mad out
king me, n-gg- n-gg-, king me, n-gg- n-gg-
bowl down when i come around, i say king me n-gg-
king me, n-gg-, king me, n-gg-, king me, n-gg-,
money and the thing to me n-gg-.



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