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Subject: Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa Author: Dolla Fifty [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:45:30 10/31/02 Thu Author Host/IP: 209.240.198.63 In reply to: Dolla Fifty 's message, "Fast & Tha Furious (Dolla and 2-nice Collab)" on 17:02:02 10/31/02 Thu (Hook) I wanna cu-cu-cu-cut you from ya gut to ya throat/ and I wanna shoot send them hollows straight thru ya-straight-thru ya thru ya throat/ and i wanna Ya Ya you make it so whack I just wanna leave/ but I got to know how how how much can you bleed/ (verse 1) Was that a threat?? Nigga how weak can you get?? say something wrong and dolla make you regret/ I drop hot bullets into your midsection, makin ya T wet/ havent you been told?? Dolla make sloppy joes outta ya kinfolk/ You know how I do nigga, dont be surprised if ya chin broke/ You roll on a ten spoke and I'm sittin' on hundreds/ I know that you've been broke but spittin while I'm blunted/ Man you niggaz run and leave dust like you a tha roadrunner/ KILLA don know what you fuckin wit, go hide behind ya Ho motha even tho she don wantya/ You flow dumber and you wonder why you dont get any girls dogg, no wonder/ I wanna cu-cu-cu-cut you from ya gut to ya throat/ and I wanna shoot send them hollows straight thru ya-straight-thru ya thru ya throat/ and i wanna Ya Ya you make it so whack I just wanna leave/ but I got to know how how how much can you bleed/ (verse 2) They call me mr. Florida be cuz I leave sunshine holes right thru you/ you so pathetic nigga not even a blow up doll would do you/ Anyone can talk shit but it takes a man to back that shit up/ I got 2 much fury in me dogg you might as well pack ya shit up/ you know when I get knocked down I get up, but who would I know that/ I never get knoced down, I just leave KILLA lookin around like "where my ho at??"/ KILLA resorting to putting a dick in his mouf, taking advantage of a blind kidd/ and then tha boy turn around to suck KILLA's dick...if he can find it/ Tha fast and tha furious leave you pussy hurting you half pint BITCH/ _____________----------------___________________-----------------___________________------------------_________________ Killa you have no Idea. no fuckin idea [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]