Bitch Made Nigga Killa Lyrics
| Song | Bitch Made Nigga Killa |
| Artist | MC Ren |
| Album | Da Villain in Black |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cold One Eighty Seven um ... | |
| 1995 and compton's still up in this mother****** | |
| Yeah, this album's dedicated to all you real *************z | |
| But most of all it's dedicated to you ************* ass *************z | |
| Who is it? the ************* made ************* killa | |
| I'm swingin' on *************z ever time | |
| I feel 'um'cause *************z walkin' 'round with they're ass out | |
| So I'll be droppin' funky *************t till they pass out | |
| These ************* made *************z swingin' on the ************* | |
| Back the ************* up before | |
| I have a fit | |
| I'm peelin' *************z caps, makin' gang of snaps | |
| Be true to this *************t with hard mother******' raps187 ************* slappin' on the track | |
| Makin' fools break theyself like as if it was a jack | |
| Keep a big stick just incase | |
| I gotta swing | |
| The heater is the mack, stashed at the shack | |
| So while your rollin', date is in your force mobile | |
| Just remember mother******s the *************t caps | |
| I peel*************z just a piece of cheese for a hood rat | |
| Falsin' for a hooker and | |
| I never understood that'cause it's the same old *************t everyday and every night'cause ************* ren won't put it down if the *************t ain't tight | |
| So listen to the funk as | |
| I deal 'um | |
| To a ************* made *************, | |
| I'm the ************* made ************* killa(chorus)(2x) | |
| You know the color the villain's in black | |
| ************* made *************z better watch they back | |
| You know the color the villain's in black | |
| Beatin' *************z ass and it's like that | |
| And I'm stalkin', walkin' in my khaki suit | |
| Tryin' to see what *************z | |
| I'm a have to shoot | |
| This ain't a bang-bang boogie like the new booty flow | |
| New *************z tryin' to do the *************t | |
| I did years ago'cause if it ain't rough it ain't e-mother******' nuff | |
| You ************* made *************z, here to call you're bluff | |
| Pull your ho card, like my ************* cab said | |
| Crack my big stick up against your damn head | |
| Yeah, radio suckas never play me | |
| But you can hear ************* made *************z on daily | |
| Ren gonna have to put his foot down | |
| Mother******s ain't gonna like how it's put down | |
| So mic check one, whatever | |
| I don't give a damn | |
| Me be ready to slam, when | |
| I hit the jam | |
| So yell controversy when | |
| I bust a rhyme | |
| No more irresitable ************* made *************z in '99 | |
| Black reign is coming, *************z it's bad weather | |
| Whenever 187 and ren get together | |
| And listen to the funk as | |
| I deal aBlow to these ************* made *************z, | |
| I'm the ************* made ************* killa(chorus) | |
| Hypocrite *************z always runnin' they mouth>from the north, to the east, to the west, and south'cause the freaks come out at night | |
| And all ************* made *************z be comin' 'cause you have no friends | |
| So don't come around playin' double-o 7'cause your ass might get caught in a two-eleven | |
| *************z don't call me 'less the video is poppin' | |
| Only come around when my new *************t's droppin' | |
| *************z ain't nothin' but some hound dogs | |
| I betchaYou ************* made *************z didn't know | |
| I was the ************* catcher | |
| I'll choke ya with a grip | |
| Stranglin' mother******s not come correct, so don't slip | |
| Real *************z don't die, so | |
| I'm still alive | |
| ******' up *************t in '94 and '95'cause | |
| I'm livin' like a hustler | |
| Busta, heard you was talkin' that *************t so ya musta | |
| Thought it wouldn't get back to me | |
| *************z ya shoulda thought a million times before you tried to do me | |
| But listen to this funk as | |
| I deal aBlow to you ************* made *************z, | |
| I'm the ************* made ************* killa | |
| You know the color, the villain's in black |
| zuo ci : Cold One Eighty Seven um ... | |
| 1995 and compton' s still up in this mother | |
| Yeah, this album' s dedicated to all you real z | |
| But most of all it' s dedicated to you ass z | |
| Who is it? the made killa | |
| I' m swingin' on z ever time | |
| I feel ' um' cause z walkin' ' round with they' re ass out | |
| So I' ll be droppin' funky t till they pass out | |
| These made z swingin' on the | |
| Back the up before | |
| I have a fit | |
| I' m peelin' z caps, makin' gang of snaps | |
| Be true to this t with hard mother' raps187 slappin' on the track | |
| Makin' fools break theyself like as if it was a jack | |
| Keep a big stick just incase | |
| I gotta swing | |
| The heater is the mack, stashed at the shack | |
| So while your rollin', date is in your force mobile | |
| Just remember mother s the t caps | |
| I peel z just a piece of cheese for a hood rat | |
| Falsin' for a hooker and | |
| I never understood that' cause it' s the same old t everyday and every night' cause ren won' t put it down if the t ain' t tight | |
| So listen to the funk as | |
| I deal ' um | |
| To a made , | |
| I' m the made killa chorus 2x | |
| You know the color the villain' s in black | |
| made z better watch they back | |
| You know the color the villain' s in black | |
| Beatin' z ass and it' s like that | |
| And I' m stalkin', walkin' in my khaki suit | |
| Tryin' to see what z | |
| I' m a have to shoot | |
| This ain' t a bangbang boogie like the new booty flow | |
| New z tryin' to do the t | |
| I did years ago' cause if it ain' t rough it ain' t emother' nuff | |
| You made z, here to call you' re bluff | |
| Pull your ho card, like my cab said | |
| Crack my big stick up against your damn head | |
| Yeah, radio suckas never play me | |
| But you can hear made z on daily | |
| Ren gonna have to put his foot down | |
| Mother s ain' t gonna like how it' s put down | |
| So mic check one, whatever | |
| I don' t give a damn | |
| Me be ready to slam, when | |
| I hit the jam | |
| So yell controversy when | |
| I bust a rhyme | |
| No more irresitable made z in ' 99 | |
| Black reign is coming, z it' s bad weather | |
| Whenever 187 and ren get together | |
| And listen to the funk as | |
| I deal aBlow to these made z, | |
| I' m the made killa chorus | |
| Hypocrite z always runnin' they mouth from the north, to the east, to the west, and south' cause the freaks come out at night | |
| And all made z be comin' ' cause you have no friends | |
| So don' t come around playin' doubleo 7' cause your ass might get caught in a twoeleven | |
| z don' t call me ' less the video is poppin' | |
| Only come around when my new t' s droppin' | |
| z ain' t nothin' but some hound dogs | |
| I betchaYou made z didn' t know | |
| I was the catcher | |
| I' ll choke ya with a grip | |
| Stranglin' mother s not come correct, so don' t slip | |
| Real z don' t die, so | |
| I' m still alive | |
| ' up t in ' 94 and ' 95' cause | |
| I' m livin' like a hustler | |
| Busta, heard you was talkin' that t so ya musta | |
| Thought it wouldn' t get back to me | |
| z ya shoulda thought a million times before you tried to do me | |
| But listen to this funk as | |
| I deal aBlow to you made z, | |
| I' m the made killa | |
| You know the color, the villain' s in black |
| zuò cí : Cold One Eighty Seven um ... | |
| 1995 and compton' s still up in this mother | |
| Yeah, this album' s dedicated to all you real z | |
| But most of all it' s dedicated to you ass z | |
| Who is it? the made killa | |
| I' m swingin' on z ever time | |
| I feel ' um' cause z walkin' ' round with they' re ass out | |
| So I' ll be droppin' funky t till they pass out | |
| These made z swingin' on the | |
| Back the up before | |
| I have a fit | |
| I' m peelin' z caps, makin' gang of snaps | |
| Be true to this t with hard mother' raps187 slappin' on the track | |
| Makin' fools break theyself like as if it was a jack | |
| Keep a big stick just incase | |
| I gotta swing | |
| The heater is the mack, stashed at the shack | |
| So while your rollin', date is in your force mobile | |
| Just remember mother s the t caps | |
| I peel z just a piece of cheese for a hood rat | |
| Falsin' for a hooker and | |
| I never understood that' cause it' s the same old t everyday and every night' cause ren won' t put it down if the t ain' t tight | |
| So listen to the funk as | |
| I deal ' um | |
| To a made , | |
| I' m the made killa chorus 2x | |
| You know the color the villain' s in black | |
| made z better watch they back | |
| You know the color the villain' s in black | |
| Beatin' z ass and it' s like that | |
| And I' m stalkin', walkin' in my khaki suit | |
| Tryin' to see what z | |
| I' m a have to shoot | |
| This ain' t a bangbang boogie like the new booty flow | |
| New z tryin' to do the t | |
| I did years ago' cause if it ain' t rough it ain' t emother' nuff | |
| You made z, here to call you' re bluff | |
| Pull your ho card, like my cab said | |
| Crack my big stick up against your damn head | |
| Yeah, radio suckas never play me | |
| But you can hear made z on daily | |
| Ren gonna have to put his foot down | |
| Mother s ain' t gonna like how it' s put down | |
| So mic check one, whatever | |
| I don' t give a damn | |
| Me be ready to slam, when | |
| I hit the jam | |
| So yell controversy when | |
| I bust a rhyme | |
| No more irresitable made z in ' 99 | |
| Black reign is coming, z it' s bad weather | |
| Whenever 187 and ren get together | |
| And listen to the funk as | |
| I deal aBlow to these made z, | |
| I' m the made killa chorus | |
| Hypocrite z always runnin' they mouth from the north, to the east, to the west, and south' cause the freaks come out at night | |
| And all made z be comin' ' cause you have no friends | |
| So don' t come around playin' doubleo 7' cause your ass might get caught in a twoeleven | |
| z don' t call me ' less the video is poppin' | |
| Only come around when my new t' s droppin' | |
| z ain' t nothin' but some hound dogs | |
| I betchaYou made z didn' t know | |
| I was the catcher | |
| I' ll choke ya with a grip | |
| Stranglin' mother s not come correct, so don' t slip | |
| Real z don' t die, so | |
| I' m still alive | |
| ' up t in ' 94 and ' 95' cause | |
| I' m livin' like a hustler | |
| Busta, heard you was talkin' that t so ya musta | |
| Thought it wouldn' t get back to me | |
| z ya shoulda thought a million times before you tried to do me | |
| But listen to this funk as | |
| I deal aBlow to you made z, | |
| I' m the made killa | |
| You know the color, the villain' s in black |
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