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Killer G's Lyrics - Singles - Dayton Family

Yeah, the dayton family in this bitch for the 9-6 fool 

Know what I'm sayin dts 

And I ain't talkin about downtown security bitch 

Dayton avenue be true nigga 

 

I'm out for murder motherfuckers get prepared to go 

And when I toot I gotta shoot and leave hoes cold in snow 

My whole objective in this game is kill and show no pain 

Get a fool for his chains 

And raise more throws and blows than dana dane 

I'm always strappin on the jackin for your chains I'm droolin 

And checkin socks for the fat knots who the fuck you think you foolin 

Runnin from the sirens, stop the violence I ain't heard that shit 

Come in the hood, park at the club and find your ride on bricks 

Down where I dwell, them boys ain't ? ? ? so motherfuck your crew 

Bring weed I smoke and sell more coke than coca-cola do 

I'm built to last, up in that ass my crew makes all the noise 

How you lookin like emmitt smith, runnin back to get your boys 

Its do or die and bitch believe me I'm not tryin to go 

Many men have tried and failed, but those that failed can come no more 

I pledge allegiance to the flag, but there ain't no stars or stripes 

Just thugs, a bunch of drugs and the big thick bitches with crack pipes 

A vigilante gettin panties by some jaked up flake 

To much to count, I stack amount ain't nothin about me fake 

Nobody move nobody die so bitch don't move in inch 

And I'm puttin slugs in any bitch that I even think might of flinched 

Its time to bail, my since of smell is what cocaine intices 

Bail with joe ? staley? tried to ban me cause of high yea yo prices 

And on that note, I quote I'm deep and I'll stick yo mama up 

He got ten g's and an eigth in the safe, niggas you know what's up 

? ? fools arousin for them thousands and that yea yo stash 

Drunk off that whiskey fuck john ? cisk? , I'm fittin to rob his ass 

When shit gets tight, like barry white I practice what I preach 

Little shorties wanna be down like brandy when they hear me speak 

The b double o-t-l-e-g-t-h-e-r-a-p 

C-a-p-o-n-e-d-a-y-t-o-n-a-v-e 

 

Chorus: repeat 4x 

 

D-o-to the p-e-d-a-y-t-o-n-a-v-e a killa 

(g, d-a-y-t-o-n killa) 

F-l-i-n-t don't wanna see another killer g 

(g's, these are motherfuckin killas) 

 

He's a killa off dayton avenue, he's quick to point that glock at you 

I catch you and I dead you, I got you if I shot at you 

Runnin for your life again, a victim of a homicide 

I'm down for pumpin your chest, open your chest real fuckin wide 

You fuckin with a murderer, caddie coup burglar 

Sweep you off your dana's, when you see me i'l be serving a 

Ziggy zag, 44 mag fuckin public enemy 

Shakin and bakin and takin yo shit 

Beatin your pussy and wreckin yo shit 

Sendin you bitches up on yo way, that's the way face the ray 

Diggen them as they body lay, pickin them with this oozie spray 

Gats and glocks, moeny and rocks you best to believe I gets the loot 

Fuckin you in your booty hole, punk cause you's a rudy poo 

I empty this clip, so don't you slip, fuck around and trip 

Three killas in the hood, got yo goods, pilled yo cap and dip 

Gotta ? ? on my way on this set is like initiation 

My posse pack more pumps than a motherfuckin gas station 

Better watch that yea that you've been boomon in this dry town 

Kickin down yo door bitch and you bitches best to lie down 

A skitzofranic that's makin you panic when I pull this gage 

I do more licks and throw more kicks, than johnny cage 

I'm fuckin what you been talkin, you've been walkin 

Stalkin like a hawk and 

Trigger be triggin when I click it cause my pain ain't stickin 

Its do or die we multiply on the for reala 

But ask yo motherfuckin mother he's a motherfuckin killa 

 

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