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letra de the piz - kilo ali

[intro]
i know you gonna dig this

[verse 1]
born hiz-on is what i’m friz-on
and that’s no liz-ie
if you can funk me
but i’ll tell you catch a fiz-ie
i know you sayin’ “what language kilo speakin’?”
this is the piz you catch a fiz up or you’re beakin’
ok, i ad-miz it, i’m hiz-up on this shiz-it
’cause every time i speak this piz-ic, i’m a jiz-ic
you wanna battle? ok, you’re gonna liz-ooze
and when i wiz-in, your biz-itch is gonna chiz-ooze
call me mr. kilo or call me mr. miz-ack
don’t ask me why you bite your tounge and take it biz-ack
oh you can fiz-ooze, this ain’t no giz-ick
just bet that diz on my giz-ie, this is the piz-ie

[verse 2]
this is the piz-ick, you thought i was a liz-on
i’m kickin’ flavors at the bottom drinkin’ biz-on
i’ve got a posse, driz-ippin’ by the dozen
strictly business l.g.p., we just like cousins
cobay is my miz-an, he down for his criz-on
with the boys in the hiz are sayin’ “put down”
sizzie b, he be down for a minute
but when he get out, we got thousand, he gon’ spin it
welse is the jizz-ay, he thinkin’ of a master plan
crazy riz-id in the biz-a with the gack in hand
you think he playin’, is what he’s sayin’
he knock you diz-own with the niz-ine
go to sprayin’
now that you niz-o, a language is like trick
it won’t be hard if you diz-own, we speak the piz
[verse 3]
why you be laughin’?
take that smiz-ile off your fiz-ace
‘fore you be murdered in this motherf-ckin’ pliz-ace
you come around, man, you be flexin’ on my piz-ick
i got this diz-own, now look what y’all done diz-id
you was my buddy on that motherf-ckin’ stiz-oud
but you be actin’ like a motherf-ckin’ chiz-ild
get off my hiz-on, you steppin’ on my giz-o
before i slap you like a broken down hiz-o
you gettin’ miz-ed, biz-oy you better slow down
you’ll be ba-zaggin’ and bliz-edin on the griz-ound
and if i diz-on’t, what you gonna diz-oo?
you’re to your criz-ib and get your twenty tiz-oo
yeah f-ck n-gga, you better bring one bigger
because you diz-on, i’m piz-ullin’ on my trigger
boom, boom, boom, boom
don’t f-ck with me you f-ckin’ fool
i’ll be diz-ancin’ and liz-aughin’ at your funeral
and while you’re dancin’, don’t come out of the grave
i’ll beat you down like a motherf-ckin’ slave
before you realize what you did
the kilo in the house and i’m down with the piz-ie

[verse 4]
i feel up in the rink, i saw the same-old, same-old
flexin’ with the fellas ’bout this nappy head ho
i thought he was finished with his old flexin’ game
’cause everytime i seen him, his flex were gettin’ lame
so i walks over to him, thought that i should tell him
starts to call me names, even flex to yell ’em
straighten up, motherf-cker, don’t back down
told him i was kilo and i’m down for my crown
‘fore he had realized what he hadsaid
he had tec 9 bullets in his motherf-ckin’ hiz-ead
a girl came over, said “i’m glad that you capped him
i’m glad the flexer dead, i oughta go and snap him”
she said “if you didn’t do it, it was gonna happen next”
and kilo’s in the house, better stop flexin’

- kilo ali

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