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Going In For The Kill Lyrics

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If going in is to go I think it's time for me to kill ya
I think it's time to let em know that I'm a
Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know
Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know
I think it's time for me to kill ya.

I'll be going to the point I'll make your bitch love me
That's that harlem shit we all gonna miss Huddy
You know them big bodyguards on my whips gunnin
I'm pretty nigga but I turn this shit ugly
I'll be hearin threats but I never hear a shot
Will I go to heaven Lord if the prayer stops
I'll be livin' like faster than a road-runna
be at the club ten bottles four gunners
Live once you do it twice its a bless
I'm on the third life I'm saint grace any question
Just bought a new watch and I spent thirty
I hopped out looking clean but my bent' dirty
Say life's a movie keep the cameras on
VVS solid tans mean they stand- alone
She had a freakin' dress on with no panties on
I had twenty in my trus with my hammer on

If going in is to go I think it's time for me to kill ya
I think it's time to let em know that I'm a
Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know
Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know
I think it's time for me to kill ya.

We trained to kill marines called special Ops
Just for the thrill buy mean cars wit special ops
Burn Stove Residue on every pot
We double park a dice games on deadly blocks
We got the liquor all we need is ice cups
We got the blikkys loaded and it might stop
We gambling we're drinking till the night is up
Crack u gotta stack now pick your dice up
U gangstas two-twelvin on the corner side
Peeled off uptown took mornin side
Next morning woke up on California side
I was back up in my city for the morning rise
Just like the birds stay fly I'm always shittin
Might scoop your bird the latest ride I'm always whippin
I free my mind and I hit the dour
Wish we could press rewind before they hit the towers

If going in is to go I think it's time for me to kill ya
I think it's time to let em know that I'm a
Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know
Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know
I think it's time for me to kill ya.

I used to cut up rocks in aunties favorite china..
Non these bitches stuck on my rocks like chilean miners...
We in the hard top drop if u tryna find us
With the rear-view cameras so we can see behind us
Besides dat I let the dogs put the hounds on em..
And if they catch em in jail we put the county on em
And you can count em off if you was countin on em
He couldnt stand a shot the four was poundin on him
My diamonds hittin like Holyfield
And bitch we aint slippin cuz we holdin still
I'm drunk off that Rose Amber with da ceasar
I'm standin on the couch hammer blowin reefa
The dealer said 40 grand for extra features
A long way when grandma used to try and reach us ...
But most niggas fold da first 48
They tell me stay low I park the porsche on 8th..
Caught a flight down bottom florida state..
Hopped on say boutta quarta eight..
hopped off maybe bout quarta '11
Hopped in brand new quarta '7
Scratch dat 10 to send thru
Thinkin bout the evil shit that motha Fu**'n Men do..
Miami Tan ,Air Forces in the sand ..Lookin at some beaches wit da motha F***'n wicked tan...

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