Cormega - Killaz Theme (feat. Havoc) Lyrics:
Yeah, right, part the crowd like the red sea
Let`s fight to this, don`t even tempt me

We wanna kill you, make y`all ni**az
Fight to this, we wanna kill you

Eh-yo, peace to our way of life, hats off to all the trife
Let`s toast to fully autos and foot long knives specially for stacks
Of green packs, my outfit ah perform, so blow all stained raps
Now let me take y`all ni**az back to my basics of this
Ya ancient to flip, f** catch a face lift, my shank do remarkable

Things for fakeness, my whole mobb got the same patience
Throw on your tracks eight to six, and make moves
Like a space ship, we pack places, infamous bangs ya nation
Ya light at the weight station that weak s**t need replacing

Put this in heavy rotation, overdose music, it`s therapeutic to the user
Driving wild under the influence of this, careful, `cuz ya might
Just crash ya s**t, total ya whip and still pull my tape out
The deck, me and Mobb tryin` to connect like thirty thousand dollar

Yo, my drug cliental was bringing me money well, smoking Buddha
l`s and weed so good, they leave a funny smell, ni**az scooping me
Hoping police is close to me, mega regulatin`, the way s**t`s
Supposed to be, gold chain choking me, cocaine provoking me
To live my destiny, jacuzzi water soaking me, floating in smoky

Durango, doing my thing yo, my mac milli, sweeter than a mango
Son, you know the drilly, the drama is a part of me, did time
For cocaine, nines and armed robbery, my rhyme written
Graffiti is a live ni**a prophecy, mega poetic rhymes are like dimes
But no credit, I leave ya mind paralyzed dun, but don`t wet it

Scarface persona, I acquired a taste for drama and I embrace this
Real s**t, you banned from the projects, your love here, ancient
F**k that, yo, I`ma see you, ni**a, you transperant see through
Rhymes fully automated, you semi crime related, Cormega
And Mobb Deep rhyme amazing, thug s**t you can`t f**k with, what?

F**k ya, bulls**t rep, ni**a you ass bet, talking all that s**t
Don`t even got cash yet, I floss, try to get away, no gats tossed
Got drama with my click, I`ma take it to the source, QBC
Representative, I`m just trying to live if I can`t get to you
I`ma take it to ya kids, spray ya crib, f**k it son, something gotta give

If I can`t live then ain`t nothing gonna live, that`s dead ass
But to put this whole s**t in a smash, you real, hit that ass
Up on four wheels, all jokes aside, you goin` squeal like them
Other rappers, you know, we kick the truth, you wanna clap us
I got this, strictly out the mouth nothing but hot s**t, pop s**t

You couldn`t f**k this when we drop s**t, you helpless
Put your whole s**t outta service, put on some old s**t
Thank God for this, yo, if it wasn`t them ni**az like us
You just be ash dust, hustling for petty kid cash, come on, know
You know, I know, when it comes to gats, I`ma a hoe

Never bite my tongue, let them player haters know how we coming
Straight coming through while you running, get done-ed
Have that ass shaking like a bitch when she coming, one in a mil
Slip that ass like a Mickie, it`s fifty-fifty f**king with this
Ni**a just come and get me, no doubt..

We wanna kill you, that`s right
We wanna kill you, no doubt, that`s right
We wanna kill you, no doubt, that`s right
We wanna kill you, no doubt, that`s right

We wanna kill you, no doubt, that`s right
We wanna kill you, no doubt, that`s right
We wanna kill you, no doubt, that`s right
We wanna kill you, no doubt, that`s right

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