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BIG MELLO : KMJ Killas lyrics

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BIG MELLO lyrics : "KMJ Killas"

(feat. Trae, Dougie D, Cl'Che)

[Big Mello:]

Uh, we in your life mother$#&@er
Y'all done $#&@ed around, with the wrong mother$#&@ers
Now it's on, yeah you better get some gone

$#&@ with us bad news, and beat your (*##$ $$# home
Bar none fade all, and we deep as the ocean
You be floating down the brazzer, duct taped eyes open

$#&@ing with KMJ, straight Mafioso
^!$$% we bust, for J and Geno
Ain't tripping this time, all you hoes gon mind

Cross that line, ^!$$% everybody dying
I go down, (*##$ $$# ^!$$% now move around
Can't swang on us, better not show some round

Shut you down, flip you mother$#&@ers like a pound
We the realest mother$#&@ers, down here in H-Town
Put this nine on your mind, everytime they out of line

Blow be the sound, when you $#&@ with one of mine


Let me come through Big Mello, since we crunk in this (*##$
Yeah mo'$#&@ers it's Cl'Che, if you hearing this %#@!
So grab your cups throw em up, if you know some'ing about this

A Southside thang baby, we show love to the click
^!$$% we the realest, down fa sho the illest
About the money baby, give a $#&@ about your feelings

Remember I'm that Classifyd Lady, huh she bout to drop again
Watch out she's gon flash, and thoed and crazy
It's on again, KMJ making ^!$$%z back fin

You gonna have to come, two hundred plus ten
Yeah we on it, and we out to win
Cause in the pocket sixteen bars behind it, from the Penn

[Hook: x2]
^!$$% what we the realest, ^!$$% we the illest

Huh you don't wanna $#&@, with these KMJ killers
Now it's on, what you mother$#&@ers wanna do
^!$$% $#&@ you, cross us we buck you

Better bring it on, we ready for war

And if they start then we gon bomb, like in Vietnam
Quiet as calm like Sadaam, we setting it off
And it ain't no game, when we come we playing it raw

Don't nobody wanna mess around with KMJ, when my SK finna spray
By the time you wanna mess with Trae, my enterouge on the way
Big Mello, Z-Ro and 'Che, Dougo Geno and Double J

We killers up out the gates, that'll wet up your hallway
We ain't got nothing to lose, in the game we was paying dues
But ^!$$%z wanna disrespect, so now they singing the blues

KMJ is my team, on the grind for the love of green
We'll put you (*##$es on lean, with a hot twelve in your spleen
Or hat it's like that, with a verbal $$#ault on tracks

While ^!$$%z smoking the strack, ready to push your wig back
And back it's gon go, till one of y'all hit the flo'
From beating my calico, you don't want no mo'

[Dougie D:]
D-O-U-G-I-E, to the mother$#&@ing D

Representer up in this (*##$, KMJ the click (*##$ we be
Be me 4-4 one @@#!, ^!$$% $#&@ing around you hoes get shot
Infra beams end up up on your knot, mash the gas cause Diggie just won't stop

(*##$ look we some grown $$# men, with a click of killers we'll part your playing
$#&@ing ^!$$%z is up is the game plan, pulling out the A the K and start spraying
(*##$ look can't $#&@ with a team, that's straight from the streets and all about cream

Garunteed to make mother$#&@ers bleed, by any means we going hard for the green
Uh-huh said that represent that feel that, like the grow wind beat that rip rap
Snap a ledge just to kill all the chit-chat, flipping rounds ain't no way around that

Cross the line and you ain't gon come back, if I said that lil' (*##$ I meant that
And I think just to knock your hair back, and for the click I get down with that

[Hook x2]

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