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prada west - cold blooded killaz lyrics

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verse 1:
i’m a cold blooded k!lla, ill as syphilis cells
sellin’ game, no shame but still be sitt’n in h-ll
split’n the mail i’m stackin’ loot and spinnin’ some kale
no tellin’ now so watch me grind like i was trippin’ on rails

i been a boss and blatantly i’m a beast
believe me boy i bash the mic and satan sees i’m a g
with gees over seas i chase the bread so eager to breathe
i fight the demons when they follow like a fiend who’s in need
look

i stay sharp you’re far from makin’ pay roll
fold under pressure you’re heart is made of clay mold
bold as i be best believe i’m an ox
i knock ’em down and keep it movin’, next to be at the top

so p-ss the k!lla quick to burn down a zip
i split the blunt and haters try but need to learn how to spit
that’s it!
i’m sick as f-ck and quick to stomp on the mic
like haters trippin’ when they step to me and wanting to fight
huh

verse 2:
i murder mics, every rhyme that i write a fighta
spittin’ flames as i grind through the night you mighta
heard my name cuz i’m as sick as ebola
blowin’ herb i murder haters while i’m sippin’ a cola
hold up

i put the b in the boss
and back to grind i’m in to win, you punks are seein’ the loss
believe it i’m raw and rip the mic with cleavers and claws
i call the shots get in my way that means you’re eager to fall

there’s no stopping son i rock a ton
so step close i’ll c-ck the gun your posture’s done
so you ain’t clockin’ funds
a son of sam and stuck in h-ll but hold the block i run

i stay stress free steppin’ on haters
save your breath i’m next to shine and still collecting my paper, punk!
i push the bar and p-ss-es pop like balloons
i choose to win get in my way i’ll leave ya lost in the fumes

- prada west lyrics

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