Killaz Theme Lyrics - Cormega

(Intro / Mobb Deep): 

Ha ha... 

Yeah... 

Uh-huh, right... 

Part the crowd like the Red Sea... 

Let's fight to this... 

Don't even tempt me... 

(Chorus / Mobb Deep): 

We wanna kill you... (make y'all niggaz fight to this) 

We wanna kill you... 

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(Prodigy): 

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 niggaz back to my basics of this 

Ya ancient to flip, fag catch a face lift 

My shank do remarkable things for fakeness 

My whole Mobb got the same patience 

Throw on your tracks 8-6 

And make moves like a space ship 

We pack places, Infamous bangs ya nation 

Ya light at the weight station 

That weak shit need replacing, put this in heavy rotation 

Overdose music 

It's theraputic to the user 

Driving wild under the influence of this 

Careful, 'cause ya might just crash ya shit 

Total ya whip and still pull my tape out the deck 

Me and Mobb tryin to connect like thirty thousand dollar links 

Unpoppable, unstoppable, topple 

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(Cormega): 

Yo, my drug cliental was bringing me money well 

Smoking Buddha L's and weed so good 

They leave a funny smell 

Niggaz scoping me, hoping police is close to me 

Mega regulatin' 

The way shit's supposed to be 

Gold chain choking me, cocaine provoking me 

To live my destiny (ha) 

Ja'causezi 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 nigga prophecy 

Mega poetic rhymes are like dimes but no credit 

I leave ya mind paralysed dun, but don't wet it 

Scarface persona, I acquired a taste for drama 

And I embrace this, real shit 

You banned from the projects 

Your love here, ancient (f**k that) 

Yo, I'ma see you 

Nigga, you transperant see through 

Rhymes fully automated, you semi crime related 

Cormega and Mobb Deep rhyme amazing 

Thug shit you can't f**k with... 

What! 

(Havoc): 

F**k ya bullshit rep, nigga you ass bet 

Talking all that shit, 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 

Q.B.C. 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 shit 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 shit 

Pop shit, you couldn't f**k this when we drop shit 

You helpless, put your whole shit outta service 

Put on some old shit (Thank God for this) 

Yo, if it wasn't 

Them niggaz 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, nigga just come and get me 

No doubt... 

(Chorus / Havoc) 

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)