Killer Mike
앨범 : R.A.P. Music

Hard cold G shit homie I don't play around
Ain't shit sweet bout the peach this Atlanta clown
Home of the dealers and the strippers
and the clubs though
Lurking in the club ol' tourist motherfuckers
These monkey niggas looking for some
Luda and Jermaine
And all a nigga found was a Ruger and some pain
Pow motherfucker pow One off in the brain
Money hungry wolves and we down to eat the rich
Your bodyguard ain't shit we strip
her like a stripper bitch
These real ass killers move in silence with violence
The minute it set off be the motherfucking wildest
How you from Atlanta that they never speak upon
Everybody got a sack of dope and a gun
And you know just how it go
We ain't playing round with that bullshit
Nigga we ain't let that shit go
This real G shit you gotta show respect
Once upon a time in the projects
An OG saw a young Bun B as a prospect
Thought that I would understand
the streets from a very young age
So he opened up the G code to the front page
He sat me on the porch said
This where little dogs sit
Pointed at the yard said That's where big dogs shit
He said Don't leave til your ass get growed
Whatever you want is whatever you can have
Bring the pain and leave em wet like
they soaking in some salve
When you step out on the ave
make sure they wanna see ya
Cause being trill is an onomatopoeia
Be about it like a G never let
them catch you slipping
Try to be a Jordan but settle for a Pippen
Player I ain't even tripping but I don't really care
Cause my pistol's in your face
so put your hands in the air
And you know just how it go
We ain't playing round with that bullshit
Nigga we ain't let that shit go
This real G shit you gotta show respect
In a six I'm riding with a pistol grip banana clip
From Simpson Road to Adamsville
I'm repping this Atlanta shit
Nigga trying to handle up
let's see can they handle this
A hundred round at em that ain't no Louisiana shit
Drinking on that Hennessey
blowing on that cannabis
Amerikkka's nightmare trap nigga fantasy
Record full of felonies searching for a better me
But choppers go off in my hood like
Iraq Cuba Tel Aviv
Pretty nigga let him be fuck him shorty
Sucker nigga I'll never be don't give a fuck about it
Quick to round up on that Audi
make em get the fuck up out it
Nigga better be about it he deserve it he allow it
What's a coward to a kamikaze
He ain't robbed a man ain't predator or
prey the law of nature where I stay
I catch you slipping with that K
ain't no illusion no confusion
And you know just how it go
We ain't playing round with that bullshit
Nigga we ain't let that shit go
This real G shit you gotta show respect
Wha da da dang wha da da da da dang
Listen to my clip before that five go bang
Bang bang guap time rep game
We the readers of the books
and the leaders of the crooks
Predators we eyeballing all of y'all lames
Let me fall off I'm taking all of y'all chains
All of y'all watches and all of y'all cars
Well who you talking to All of y'all stars
All of y'all rappers and producers and such
No homo promo homie
you might get your ass touched
Like Def Jam circa '83 you get rushed
If you rolling with some winners
then you rolling with us
I know some dope country niggas
but them niggas ain't weak
Know they dressing looking hard
but them niggas ain't cheap
I don't make dance music this is RAP
Opposite of the sucker shit they play on TV
And you know just how it go
We ain't playing round with that bullshit
Nigga we ain't let that shit go
This real G shit you gotta show respect