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Mambrú - Killa Kali lyrics
(Talk)
 Good evening
 Welcome to channel 187 Murder 1 News
 Tonight we focus on the city of Vallejo in the state of California
 Where five black men were found dead at the water front
 From various gunshot wounds
 This brings the homicide rate in the state of California to one of the
 highest in the nation
 And is now known to you as killa kali
 (Verse 1)
 The state of California niggas call it killa kali
 Murder weapons in the river bodies found in the alleys
 Bring the yellow tape
 Body bags gettin zipped up
 Heads blown off wit they insides ripped up
 Mobile phones flipped up
 Factors callin shots
 Bitch made niggas its some real niggas on the block
 Cause every hood got a trigga happy nigga
 That don't give a fuck about puttin two in your liver
 But how you figure you can do dirt and stay clean
 Niggas like that get pronounced dead on the scene
 Aint no winnin teams cause everybody taken losses in they hood
 Reminiscin on they niggas man I wish I could
 Bring back the homies that I lost up in that funk season
 Gotta check myself or let that alcohol be the reason
 So I just poor a little liquor on the concrete
 For my dead homies and the ones who aint gone see the streets
 Locked up with the rest of the locs
 But whatever the reason my folks are walkin the yard
 Or gettin they guts some
 Tryin to make it home but I think they
 Safer in that pin cause niggas on gin be lettin them Mack 10's
 Bust 32 times
 And niggas who aint in it gettin shot by
 Standards on the block
 Smokin like bomb
 Fools given up they cell
 Gettin sideways leaven them t-shirts soakin wet
 Retaliation is a must
 So now you know them niggas you was funkin wit
 Gone be at yo do so
 Keep yo hand on yo nina in the valley
 Or get dumped in the alley
 Fuckin around in killa kali
 (Chorus 1)
 Mothers on they knees
 Wit tears in they eyes why
 (cause killa kali is the state of the drive by)
 Mothers on they knees
 Wit tears in they eyes why
 (cause killa kali is the state of the drive by)
 (Chorus 2)
 It's killa kali It's killa kali
 buddahba
 It's killa kali It's killa kali
 buck buck
 It's killa kali It's killa kali
 budduhba
 It's killa kali It's killa kali
 buck buck
 (Verse 2)
 The killins on
 Aint even safe when you at home
 Whatever dirt you do
 gone follow you until you gone
 So pack ya chrome
 And handle your own cause potnas tend to runMambrú - Killa Kali - http://motolyrics.com/mambru/killa-kali-lyrics.html
 Walked in the party 10 deep and only left wit one
 Real nigga on your team
 But you know how it is
 Can't even trust them niggas that you knew since you was kids
 It aint no thang
 I let them niggas have it to
 Bitch up and I switch up on that ass before I blast you
 And fools better watch them hoes in they mix
 Seen them choosen and you bid on that set up for a six
 foot ditch with your family in front of you
 So many niggas slip
 That's how they slide a bitch up under you
 I wonder whose the next nigga
 To catch a bullet for sex nigga
 Thought you was cock until they chopped you with them tecs nigga
 I think the game is on its last leg
 Trigga happy niggas wit no heart
 It aint no used to be
 For your life
 cause out here they quick to take they own
 Snortin that Peruvian
 On Hennessey you know they gone
 Cant tell a nigga shit in the 9-5
 All about they scrilla doin niggas in on the side
 Bellin through yo hood buckin fools down
 Gettin caught slippin with they mutherfuckin pants down
 Sleep with one eye open in the valley
 cause everything you love'll get smoked up in killa kali
(Chorus 1)
(Chorus 2)
 (Verse 3)
 California niggas be plottin on fools
 Jackin mutherfuckers for them daytons
 And leave that ol' school
 Sittin on with yo face in the dash
 two in the back of yo head
 Rip yo pockets of then laugh
 Then you got them fools on the track pullin out glocks
 Pistol whippin niggas till they drop
 Reach in they draws and take they rocks
 They money
 They rings and they chains
 Without a skimask on
 But cant complain
 Its all in the game
 Follow one of them ballers to they residence
 tyin niggas up
 Lookin for them dead presidents
 Its for the money
 You know the scratch but now we call it scrilla
 It turned them kali niggas into straight killas
 Set trippin on a daily basis
 Vietnam aint shit on what a nigga in the hood faces
 1-8-7 case
 Cop into a lesser charge
 Three strikes
 Hit you with that L
 Lock behind bars
 Bellin wit a strap
 Punks seem like its waitin
 To catch a nigga slippin or get killed over conversation
 Fuckin wit bitch will get you killed quick
 Niggas let they hoes mow down they homies on the real beitch
 Fools come to kali thinkin club med
 Caught up in the cross fire when them sets bump heads
 Keep yo hand on ya nina in the valley
 Or everything you love'll get smoked up in killa kali
(Chorus 1)








