To All the Killas Krumbsnatcha

[Chorus: Prodigy (Mobb Deep) sample] To all the killas and the $100 villians To real niggaz, who ain't got no spillins To all the killas and the $100 villians To real niggaz... to real niggaz

All That (Feat. Krumbsnatcha / Hannibal Stax) Afu-Ra

Lyrics mutilated like X-men Shower ya, devour ya, technique algebra Smoothness, movements, halloed in the matrix Fist held high, I raise it up to the ancients Insightfully clear to you, how a

Put up or Shut up ft krumbsnatcha Gangstarr

when I tell these corporate leeches they can't get a thing Or when I tell relentless rappers they had better sing The position that anyone holds could be up to grabs I'm waitin up the ave to see if

Put Up Or Shut Up (Featuring Krumbsnatcha) Gang Starr

"] [Verse Two: Guru] Aiyyo I've seen the toughest of tough guys, the roughest of guys Get reduced of their juice against the wall like small fries All rise, it's time to do the damn thing I'm

C.P.K.'s Insane Clown Posse

Crooked preacher killas! Stop it! Crooked preacher killas! I gotta bloody em' up Crooked preacher killas! Stop it! Crooked preacher killas!

Killafornia (With B.Real) Transplants

This is killafornia home of the killas killafornia home of the killas smoke clears only one winner killafornia home of the killas So many dreams that I'm chasing, so many fuckers are hating Somebody show

East Coast/West Coast Killas Dr. DRE

a burner, baby Truck, like Toyata driven True and livin drivin with the gat Uhh, pop the clutch, let the Cold Crush rush Then I flush wack material That's if I don't mash them all to mush Hush,

East Coast-West Coast Killas Dr. Dre

, baby Truck, like Toyata driven True and livin drivin with the gat Uhh, pop the clutch, let the Cold Crush rush Then I flush wack material That's if I don't mash them all to mush Hush, let me burst

Deep Down Sout (Feat. Project Pat) Juicy J

Send em niggas to yo house, banana clips and AK's Always talking about you gangsta nigga, that shit sound great Hear you pussy nigga say you killas when you on stage Send em goons out to yo show, nigga

Big Shots (Feat. Sin) Fredro Starr

Hook: BegetzAiyo we Big Shots, we Big Shots And we done fucked all ya bitches, ya bitches I only fucks wit my niggas, my niggas So we them true-to-life killas, killas We takin Other People Money, they

Dat Be Dem Fredro Starr

We them killas that you read about Playin wit them toys, and pullin heaters out Keep talkin shit and we gon air it out Takin other people money is what we all about Aiyo, I roll wit the Gods and them,

Big Momma Thang (Feat. Jay-Z) Lil' Kim

I used to be scared of the dick Now I throw lips to the shit, handle it like a real bitch Heather Hunter, Janet Jacme Take it in the butt yah, yazz wha I got land in Switzerland Even got sand in the Marylands

Big Momma Thang Jay-Z

pussy Is it marriage <Damn, this bitch is bad> Baby carriage <Damn, I love that ass> Shit no, on a dime shit is mine Got to keep 'em comin' all the time <why?

Big Momma Thang lil` kim

pussy Is it marriage <Damn, this bitch is bad> Baby carriage <Damn, I love that ass> Shit no, on a dime shit is mine Got to keep 'em comin' all the time <why?

What They Call Us? Tru

I swore (ya heard) that I'd never rap about another nigga on a record (that's what stayin tru 2 da game is all about) that I'd never borrow from another nigga aha and I'd never work for the white

Made Niggaz mack 10

[Hook:] (Master P & Mack 10) X 6 Made niggaz from the South to the West!

Big Momma Thang (Feat.Jay-Z, Lil' Cease) Lil' Kim

your tongues in the pussy Is it marriage Baby carriage Shit no, on a dime shit is mine Got to keep 'em comin' all the time [Chorus (Lil' Cease, Lil' Kim)] Killas be quiet, my nigga bring

Put Up Or Shut Up (Feat. Krumbsnatcha) (Explicit Album Ver.) Gang Starr

[Verse One: Guru] Stupid, you know it's time to sit and think, before we hit the brink Lockerroom, at a prize fight, before he hit the ring Like when I tell these corporate leeches they can't get a

Bury Me Alive Twiztid

My shits for killas with the twiztid tats on they backs. My shits for killas who walk around with the ax. My shits for killas screamin I would rather die. Then see you motha fuckas doin MTV live.

Payback Iz A Bitch Krayzie Bone

Yeah, I want all of these muthafuckas dead I don't wanna see one muthafucka left breathin' Kill all these muthafuckas (Chorus) Them niggas be killas Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period

C Land I.A. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Let my niggaz be niggaz figure mutiny on the bounty ain't no scrutiny, you know how to call when you in the county bitch.

C Land I.A. bone thugs n hamony

Let my niggaz be niggaz figure mutiny on the bounty ain't no scrutiny, you know how to call when you in the county bitch.

Where My Thugz At Krayzie Bone

real blanks We in the steel tanks If this was real they'd probably crumble How you come to rumble When you scared of what's in the jungle, nigga Why you tell them people you was killas I put this

Hard In Da Paint (Explicit Album Ver.) Waka Flocka Flame

A coupla girlfriends I\'m so hood rich Keep my dick hard and keep me smoking You get pills free shawty no joking Aye what I stand fo\' Brick Squad Flocka I\'m a die fo\' dis shawty man I swear to

Hard in Da Paint Waka Flocka Flame

a mistress A coupla girlfriends I'm so hood rich Keep my dick hard and keep me smoking You get pills free shawty no joking Aye what I stand fo' Brick Squad Flocka I'm a die fo' dis shawty man I swear to

All that Afu Ra

sense Lyrics mutilated like X-Men Shower ya, devour ya, technique algebra Smoothness, movements, hallooed in the matrix Fist held high, I raise it up to the ancients Insightfully clear to you, how

Mo' Murda Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Claim my thang to slang them bloody bodies, Kill 'em all, send them hoes up in flames Krayzie insane to the brain, Hey we slay niggas who think we play, Nigga, me deadly wid the gun, Machete be dipped

Thug Whilin' Violent J

(Chorus) You ain't safe ain't no one safe You've fallen victim to thug whilin' Even in your sleep and in your nightmares You ain't safe ain't no one safe You've fallen victim to thug whilin' Killas on

The Sickness 3X Krazy

Verse 1 *(Ager Man)* First off all I got no time for these bitches thats smilin all in my face these niggas like bitches be fake, from head to toe laced up wit hate, nigga I'm a playa!

Who Want It Trick Trick

get your moterfuckin hands up we been the killas with everything from chest wets to death treaths the best yet and niggas gettin their neck check best check to protect detroit is only known know for the

Return Of Da Baby Killa Brotha Lynch Hung

Pussy-guts all over the room If you ain't seen it, Then you're fiendin' For the meanin' Of that nina of doom 2 inches in and, uh, 4 inches out You back that nigga that pack that gat And hit that

Mama Raised Me Master P f/ Snoop Doggy Dogg,

Chorus:Master P Daddy wasn't home so mama raised me I'ma thug but still mama bathed me (4X) Verse 1:Master P I live my life as a thug, roll wit' some killas Slang crack to some dope fiends, ride

Mama Raised Me Master P

"Chorus:Master P Daddy wasn't home so mama raised me I'ma thug but still mama bathed me (4X) Verse 1:Master P I live my life as a thug, roll wit' some killas Slang crack to some dope fiends, ride wit'

Juggalo Anthem Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Insane Clown Posse (Violent J) Killas kick the anthem like this Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch Killas kick the anthem like this Juggalos up in this biiiitch, blaze (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) G's

Kill Kill Kill Murder Murder Murder Gangsta Boo

Haven bound Where I'm found Ain't nobody bloody Angels sayin' must be hell bound Everybody on that liqour Bangsta Boo is right up with ya Can't you see your picked a picture perfect Now it's time to

Put Up Or Shut Up Gang Starr

[Verse One: Guru] Stupid, you know it's time to sit and think, before we hit the brink Lockerroom, at a prize fight, before he hit the ring Like when I tell these corporate leeches they can't get a

Betta Kill Me Kane and Able

You believe in miracles huh Miracles ain't gonna save you Nigga to the 4 eyes 2 heads 2 killas 2 fillas Known as Kane & Able Ice cream man fina need some Mayo Thousand 8 grams of that uncut coke

The Show Method Man

Self Service [Method Man] Y'all know me since '93, now let that weed burn Back in this bitch, class dismissed, it's the return Of the super sperm, game over, lose a turn Takes a germ to kill a germ

Buss That Tru

rowdy song bring it on come on Shut the club down you dont wanna go ta' war I go far have you screamin get to the car Ghetto star x-rated when I spit got you muthafuckas jumpin sayin dats that bitch

What You Got Chino XL

We run with more killas than you got "What You Got?" We got better lyrics than you got "What You Got?"

Out There Insane Clown Posse

I cut You die I get off I'm crawling up on the car Trying to rip the moon roof lid off, out there Bitch turned the wipers on Hazard lights and blew the horn I smashed with my axe, and pulled her

where we wanna c murder

I'm not goin tell you how to live your life, boy you bakin [T-Mo] Bitch I'm a runnin all through you, you's a PT nigga Cause we run with TRU niggas, all about them dollar figures Ready to take the

Murderer, Robber The Prophet Posse

take me from this pressure Poverty and pain got a you nigga insane On the street of the city Look them killas and the thugs Those who never show no pitty Come on for show feel them slugs Of a tone

Killin Of The Caine Dre Dog

This is uh...one of those cocaine style raps (you can say that again) For the killas (the who?) The real killas (right) That uh...that popped Dan This yo boy Dre Dog!

Get yo Ride On mack 10

MC Eiht: Yeah, c'mon Verse 1: Mack 10 I was born to ride, bangin, pack heat got turned out early by them scandliss freaks addicted to crime so I stay in the mix with a love for hoochie chicks

No Way Out Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Flesh [Flesh & Layzie] Could you tell me where you'd run to? [When you duckin' the po-po, dodgin these killas, and even your family and your people dawg?] When it ain't nowhere to turn to.

When The Guns Come Out WC, E-40

Ready to Die for what you got Got a crew with killas behind me, I'm grimey I'm one of the big body, blowin' cushions where you can find me For figures, we bust triggers, who could fuck with us Dub, E

The Show (Album Version (Explicit)) Method Man

Self Service [Method Man] Y'all know me since '93, now let that weed burn Back in this bitch, class dismissed, it's the return Of the super sperm, game over, lose a turn Takes a germ to kill a germ, when

Spazzola Method Man

s misuse it Don't think that Wu can't lose it Too much to gain you'll abuse it The name of the game is rapture This one is completely captured bass Yo I bring chaos to blocks like the riots in Watts Rapid

Consider This N.O.R.E.

theezy on the deezy We supposed to be a theezy And yell a beezy, do it how we do it Doozy Deezy, where the easy, tell 'em easy [Chorus - Kelis - 2X] - w/ variations His name is N.O.R.E.