Letras
Everybody killers
Till somebody wanna kill ya
And them flowers and them candles
They be looking quite familiar
Watch your circle get smaller
When them niggas run up on ya
Cause they don't wanna be with you
When them niggas come to get you
(Yah yah)
Can you blame em
Niggas Banging
Every time they see you hanging
Bullets is ricocheting
They pull up and they ain't playing
It's that run Ricky run
Uzi it weigh a ton
Kumate where I'm from
Just muevete Maricon
Go find you a place to be
As long as its way from me
They going in faithfully
After snorting an eight a key
That's what they call warfare
Them niggas ain't all there
They stunt in the moncler
On your porch in a lawn chair like
...
Never gave a fuck what they do
All this smoke in the air
Bottles wit no labels
Im just trying to get impaired I might end up disabled
Go create a wave on an angle
I can hear the angels
Devil on his pivot foot
Living this is painful
I deserve the Guiness book
This is how it really look
Bout as fly as jimmy snook
Hopping off the G5
Bout to hit the meadow brook
I don't know what they know
Coming if we say so
Dumbing for them pesos
Jaun and Little Pedro
I don't know what they know...
I don't know what they know...
I don't know what they know
Coming if we say so
Dumbing for them pesos
Jaun and Little Pedro
I don't know what they know...
I don't know what they know...
Everybody killers
Till somebody wanna kill ya
And them flowers and them candles
They be looking quite familiar