You Be Killin 'Em Lyrics

Mr Mr Mr Mr Hooooooooood!
First off haters I would like to thank ya'll
Gotta ni**a blowin up like a napalm
Go to my space
like you ni**as no time
turn to sitcom
jumpin on it big time
f**k a ni**a plus hater dot com
ready for the get down
im the s**t now
my town, pu**y boys on the d**k now
get money f**k ya'll wit a big smile
but im off that you aint in my contacts
gotta deal couple mills from that contract
and im so back never need a doormat
flow nice i should hang it on the coat rack
im running s**t you can call me mr. ex-lax
killin beats this a mufu**in death trap
see im the man you should go and act swiss beats
got the hottest record, aint been six weeks
now ive been ????
and ima ride this bi**h like a six speed
ima sick breed back wit the big league
we the best be the brand that you cant see
Cause i be killin em dog ima kill em all
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you can smell the money on me like some pine sol, WHOA!
I swear this young ni**a a beast ya'll
rocking wit a model ass like a beach ball
what a freak though
ya'll gotta defold, one, two cold, i mean hot dog
catch up ni**a must've had a great fall
trying to get that type of money i can buy em all
mo money mo money in my dialog
stacking paper till this s**t get shot ?
fuck bit**es leave em wishing on a phone call
never chased a bald ni**a, going A-wall
even if she bad give a chick straight balls
love it when my chick kill em take that ya'll
no hook going in like i need life
25 do the time like the rist right
uh-oh they say that boy flow super nice
fly ni**a probably tell you whatcha bitch like
ass up stick it to her like the ? knife
mouth game on point whats ya dealing price
you an evil type add it to my enterprise
like ya inner thighs. man think its dinner time
WHOA! I-I-I do it, I-I-I do it, WHOA!, Yeah, Yeah we the best right
Ha, Ha Heh gucci robe louis slippers
I be killin em
Bliaaaaaaaaaaaah!