Fat Trel - Kill (Lyrics)

Fat Trel - Kill (Lyrics) | Hold up n*ggas dick eating ion feel n*ggas
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Hold up n*ggas dick eating ion feel n*ggas
like a full time job not to kill n*ggas
judge gave me time how I deal with it
still feel God blessing All the real n*ggas
and n*ggas know my name ion know n*ggas
I orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas
you ain't shot shit So you a hoe n*gga
pulling six out the socks Blow, n*ggas.

Last kiss from your mama n*ggas
while you in that casket a young dead bastard
Just listen to the pastor, he say its tragic
taking pictures with them choppers But you never had
let a nigga kill Gleesh He couldn't fathom
steady sippin Hennessy cause I got killer manners
Promise you don't want to see me with a bandana.
Say fuck this rapping come and put you pussies on a platter.
I stay to watch the body drop, blood splatter,
then go Home and fuck my wife and fucking laugh
With the feds in my business You ain't low, n*gga
you put it on the Internet I'm on parole, n*gga
and my appearance, the feds at my show, n*gga
we post to keep it in the streets you ain't slow, n*gga
So I laugh as I pluck another jack ash every day I'm all black, black mask

Hold up n*ggas dick eating ion feel n*ggas
like a full time job not to kill n*ggas
judge gave me time how I deal with it
still feel God blessing All the real n*ggas
and n*ggas know my name ion know n*ggas
I orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas
you ain't shot shit So you a hoe n*gga
pulling six out the socks Bang, Blow, n*ggas.

You wasn't with me in that cell It was me and Foams,
catching bombs, making plays on the iPhone
And I seen your baby mother I know you need a loan
Yes, I suggest you bitches leave me alone
Tell Rakkah order bags Got to make it last
Send his cash up, I put a killer on his ass
I'm in a hallway with Dog I ain't got a pass
It's me Turkey, Steph and Zo we looking for a blast
cold blue call medical I bust a fan
White Runtz eating edibles I love to laugh
Light lunch That's a bowl While I'm smoking gas,
I need all the brown paper from them brown bags
and I need to prosecutor a bitch to stand down
I can't leave my kids again Bitch, I'm a man now
but niggas try you so you don't understand now
catch him walking down the street and lay that blam down

Hold up n*ggas dick eating ion feel n*ggas
like a full time job not to kill n*ggas
judge gave me time how I deal with it
still feel God blessing All the real n*ggas
and n*ggas know my name ion know n*ggas
I orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas
you ain't shot shit So you a hoe n*gga
pulling six out the socks Blow, n*ggas

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