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[Hell Rell: Hook] He tried to play me, shit got all crazy, and things just wasn't the same So I ran up on him, then pulled my mac out, and I blew out his brains
[Cam'ron: Verse 1] Y'all wanted violence, we move in silence Silencer silenced the guns I was the wildest, that was childish Now I stack my ones Shenay was in love with her school, Rich wasn't likin' her school Shenay caught two in her ribs He was a hustler, she's a customer Now he's off doing a bid T got shot with a shotgun on his block I wish it was all pretend Nana gettin' high, hard enough gettin' by When is it all gonna end Me i'm still holding on, the team still rolling strong The ave to down the street But i'm a street target, call me the meat market I stay around some beef The block still pumpin', isn't somethin' needles, knives, and nines Theres no tomorrow, food gettin' borrowed What kinda life is mine
[Hell Rell: Hook] He tried to play me, shit got all crazy, and things just wasn't the same So I ran up on him, then pulled my mac out, and I blew out his brains
[Cam'ron: Verse 2] They call me patty-cake patty-cake the bakers man I bubble bread Beef don't stop, whose this years knuckle head? We done scrapped and scuffled until are knuckles bled Shot out infront of police, yelled fuck the feds! I patrol on thee low, po-po know my steelo Cool see, kill a cop, niggas rollin' c-lo Pump the pedal, bike nice chain, light change Fiends sniffin' white cane, needle, forty, and night train Just a hype lame, you don't love em' like Dame Three years ago I woulda robbed his dice game Lifes changed, my snipe game still right mane Only different is I push you to that right - lane Gotta laugh y'all thats just blue lightning (the lambo) Or that white thing, you on the internet pricing I don't window shop, not me and Jim go cop Hop through the window ock, gotdamn them bimbos hot Dukes of Hazzard, they wanna do the limbo lock Never had a pinto ock, first car a Benzo drop Benzi box put between my hot wallet And my toaster, I really had a hot - pocket And i'm saying this real clear, y'all can't chill here I know real thugs in wheel chairs, yeah yeah Banged up and they still there Party pop more bottles then a nigga on two feet in some real gear It's real here, real near, you feel fear, males real They don't cry if they do cry homeboy its a steal tear Animals, lions, whales, seals, bears Y'all fruits, cherry, grapes, still pears
Thats why niggas fuck with me, and them ladies lovin' me They all put they trust on me, CAUSE I FLIP THAT KILLA MAN Thats why niggas fuck with me, and them ladies lovin' me They all put they trust on me, AND MY NAME IS KILLA CAM
[Hell Rell: Hook 2x] He tried to play me, shit got all crazy, and things just wasn't the same So I ran up on him, then pulled my mac out, and I blew out his brains
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