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Killa Rell Lyrics - Artist : Fat Trel
Yeah, Killa Rell, yeah
Called Killa Rell, yeah He been catchin' bodies like killer whales, yeah Yeah, nigga shout out Killa Kell, yeah North East, some nigga named Killa Rell, yeah, uh Catchin' bodies like killer whales, yeah, man Shout out my nigga Killa Kell, yeah, yeah Shout out Killa and Kell, yeah North East nigga, get my grind on, get your shine on Hope you got your pistol, nigga, mine on, get your mind blown Sellin' coke, bitch, Moncler raincoat All this colored money, bitch, it's rainbow You can't name a place a nigga can't go Glock got a switch, nigga, what the fuck I gotta aim for? They say my money longer than some train smoke We want all the murder, nigga, chain smoke We can shoot lil' Shane at the same boat When I was 7 years younger, I was trained to go What's the fastest way to get a meal ticket? Might just use some coke and go and deal with it Over this money, I'll kill with it Was with this shit before the rappin', bitch, I'm still with it My lawyer called me, say I got a court date I'ma walk in that bitch in some North Face Plus I smell like pack and I'm for sure late You want a tail with your slippers, nigga, horseplay You know I care about the money, stop playin' Had a quarter ticket on me when I came in Had a couple bitches with me that ain't take dick Nigga flewed off, they don't say shit, yeah North East, some nigga named Killa Rell, yeah, uh Catchin' bodies like killer whales, yeah, man Shout out my nigga Killa Kell, yeah, yeah Shout out Killa and Kell, yeah North East nigga, get my grind on, get your shine on Hope you got your pistol, nigga, mine on, get your mind blown I'm a North East nigga, I ain't changin' In the cold, I'm on Bentley Road, chasin' I remember I had pounds in the basement Grandma used to catch me out but I ain't say shit I'ma go to school, I would sell it all Coke in my sock, weed in my drawers Buy ecstasy, them freaky bitches gon' purchase it all I'm duckin' metal detectors, ain't runnin' from the law Yeah, back on sixteenth for the ice down Ten years later, I'm on spikes now Three diamond rings, bitch, bite down She gon' come and fuck a nigga right now Say it with your chest, lil' nigga, pipe down And if you see the red and blue, then cut your lights down I got the best, bitch, and I can roll it right now And matter fact, bitch, you know I'm rollin' right now North East nigga, where the funds at? Feds press us out, where the guns at? Pretty stripper bitches, where the ones at? All you niggas gangsters, where my sons at? |
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