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letra de killa cal lifestyle (original) - the holocaust

[intro: doc doom]
uh, what? black knights, n-gga
k!lla cal lifestyle, yea, west coast
uh-huh, yea, k!lla cal lifestyle
yea, uh-huh, yea, yea, yea
k!lla cal lifestyle, yea
yea, yea..

[crisis]
the ghetto got us trapped that’s why we bust gats
flush crack, f-ck raps, blast first, bust back
trust that it’s a must that, we regulate
never hesitate, on the paper chase
go all out, hollow-tips until ya fall out
wildly raised, highly praised, addicted to rowdy ways
a lot of cold nights and cloudy days
get me set-trippin, wet dippin, moet sippin
when the tec’s spitten, we leave more than sweat drippin
on and off, northern course, blast gats at their horse
we usin force, no remorse and n-ggas slackin on these laws
against the top notch, cream of the crops
so keep ya glocks c-cked, keep ya spot hot
scorch to pistol-whippin and hit ya fortune

[p nut]
yo we got somethin for you, hear more of this, f-g
hit a n-gga with a quick stiff rigormortis jab
knock his eye out his socket, take the chocolate tai out his pocket
and knights watch, now we’re real n-gga rocket
it’s a shame, paid all that money for that chain
end up slain, f-ckin with the wrong n-gga, man
black khakis with peanut clang
we bang with black knights, the west coast k!lla bee gang
[chorus 5x: doc doom (crisis)]
k!lla cal lifestyle (k!lla cal lifestyle
where it’s hunt or be hunted, drunken, weed blunted
n-gga bring it if you really want it)

[doc doom]
what the f-ck, fool?
yo, i’m from the home of the set-trip, where ya man-hood is tested
constantly on some next sh-t, anybody could catch it
k!lla cali warfare, orange hair smoke
f-ck and leave hoes broke, cali ain’t no joke
there’s no hope, n-ggas gon’ slang dope
gang bang and hit l!cks to get chips, like “why not risk it all?”
money’s the princ-p-l, f-ck if i slip and fall
f-ck it i’m dippin dog, my cl!ck and all
will empty out clips on y’all clowns
poppin that bullsh-t, in k!lla cal we pull quick
let off a round and let ’em know where the f-ck they’re at
we keep it strapped in this k!lla cal habitat
because it’s like that

[chorus 4x]

[monk]
n-ggas don’t play in k!lla californ-i-a
where i stay, yes bodies lay in the alley way
the way of life i live is f-cked up
that’s why i smoke blunts and get drunk
in k!lla cal we dip down blocks and let the sounds bump
on seventeens, our rocks spin like these
b-tch please, you know you pause when you see the d’s
stocked up on the ring-a-lo and six-fo’
it’s summertime, you know we floss down crenshaw
4 sho sho, we catch ya slippin at the wrong light
your things is my thangs and that’s on, black knights
live by the code, the rider’s code is what i live by
if i’m empty, reload and let the slugs fly
[chorus 4x]

[holocaust]
eight-cylinder lyrics, fell through, firearm
the warcloud drifts through the sky, a closet full of axes
might kiss a cactus, rob you l!ck taxes
rats in the bucket, meltin like plastic
microphone theatrics, heavy red boulders
tight rope walkin with owls on my shoulders
bust off eighty-two shots, didn’t blink
still straight razors, on the rusty sink
beatles in the blue cheese, stab you with a stop-sign
screws in the gate, that’s good, cuz i forgot mine
west coast smog, rise, no regrets today
we lunge at you, d’s of compton, another grudge to take

- the holocaust

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