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letra de y'all aint killaz - t-rock, lord infamous & kingpin skinny pimp

[hook: kingpin skinny pimp] 2x
they talkin’ like hittaz but y’all ain’t no k!llaz
they talkin’ like hittaz but y’all ain’t no k!llaz
they talkin’ like hittaz but y’all ain’t no k!llaz
we comin’ and dumpin’ and shoot on you n-ggas
we duckin’ and buckin’, get found by the river
i squeeze like some scissors when poppin’ them triggers
i aim so close-range you gon’ hear that b-tch whistle
(?)

[verse 1: t-rock]
talkin’ that sh-t like you k!lla but you know that you are not ready to blast
(?) they sh-t on they self right in public if they have to step in the m-ss
i am a master when it comes to goin’ to war b-tch, i’m actually ahead of my cl-ss
we tear da club up and dump body parts in the river, my enemies left in the gr-ss
step to our turf and see if you can manage, my shooters specialized in doin’ damage
f-ckin’ with slimy n-ggas in the street’ll turn a god-fearin’ man to a manic
sick in the head, really (?) sick of playa hatin’ p-ssy n-ggas on the planet
put ’em to bed with the smith & wesson, blow a n-gga brains, leave ’em on the canvas
i see ya heart got alotta envy, n-gga you a flaudge, you ain’t got a penny
profits out yo pocket, you gon’ die broke hearted n-gga runnin’ up on rock and skinny
shout out to lord infamous and gimisum, and the 6th enterprise with me
some of these n-ggas be sayin’ they k!lla but really the sucker n-ggas of the city
for real

[verse 2: kingpin skinny pimp]
this that type of sh-t that’ll make you cl!ck so get yo -ss in
hurst village projects, you know where i’m from
skinny pimp reppin’ north memphis – i’m kingpin
been had the plug, i ain’t never ran off
i can get you some work and even get the sh-t out
all it’s gon’ take is one phone call
i bet i can fill up a motherf-ckin’ u-haul
sittin’ in the hood, countin’ money on the floor
my guy scr-pped like (?) while he peekin’ out the window
don’t pop up at my house young n-gga!
i told y’all b-tches y’all n-ggas ain’t no k!llaz!
c-izz-ars p-izz-arked in my backyard, stash box cost 10k
i call up ak and he bringin’ them k’s
all the hustlers in my circle paid
i know some ballers but they -ss be hawkin’
can’t f-ck up with b-tches cause they -ss be stalkin’
i cut off broke n-ggas cause they -ss be talkin’
they ask you to throw on some (?) sh-t too often
i’m in the fast lane and you movin’ slow
you stealin’ from me and i shoot out yo throat
a og in memphis so i know the rules
i come from the city of “hustle or hoe”
salute all young n-ggas with money and grow
skinny pimp break a hoe, peelin’ my foes
throw up my hood every city i go
i’m like b. b. king – i made up that flow

[lord infamous talking]

- t rock lord infamous kingpin skinny pimp

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