paroles de chanson I'll Still Kill U - Akon , 50 Cent , T-Pain
Don't
even
look
at
me
wrong
when
I
come
through
the
'hood
Ain't
nothin'
changed,
still
holla
at
my
homies
(oh)
And
when
I
hit
the
block
I
still,
will
kill!
And
I
don't
want,
nigga
but
I
will
if
I
got
to,
kill!
If
niggas
get
to
fuckin'
around
Yeah!
Respect
come
from
admiration
or
fear
You
can
admire
me
or
you
can
catch
one
in
your
wig
You
see
the
Testarossa,
the
toasters
right
on
my
lap
So
if
a
nigga
get
outta
line,
a
nigga
get
clapped
I
got
an
arsenal
of
infiltry,
I'm
built
for
this
mentally
That's
why
I'm
the
general,
I
do
what
they
pretend
to
do
Front
on
me
now
nigga
I
will
be
the
end
of
you
Forget
your
enemies
and
think
of
what
your
friends'll
do
I
drop
a
bag
off,
then
let
a
mag
off
The
Hecklar
Koch
should
tear
half
of
your
ass
off
I'm
not
for
the
games,
I'm
not
for
all
the
playin'
The
hollow
tips
rain,
when
I
unleash
the
pain
Get
the
message
from
my
lines
or
get
the
message
from
the
.9's
Paint
a
picture
with
words,
you
can
see
when
I
shine
Put
my
back
on
the
wall
nigga,
watch
me
go
for
mine
I
let
21
shots
off
at
the
same
time,
yeah!
Yeah!
Where
I'm
from
death
is
always
in
the
air
homie
Nanna
love
me
so
you
know
she
say
my
prayers
for
me
I
come
creepin'
through
the
hood
wearin'
Teflon
Hit
the
corners
motherfuckers
get
left
on
Niggas
know
if
not
they
better
check
my
background
Try
and
stick
me,
I'll
fill
your
back
with
mac
rounds
Ask
Preme
nigga
50
don't
back
down
I
kick
it
funky
like
fiends
in
a
crack
house
Cross
the
line
boy
I'm
gonna
air
your
ass
out
Screw
your
face
at
me,
I
wanna
know
what
thats
'bout
Nigga
I
know
you
ain't
mad,
I
done
came
up
And
if
you
are,
fuck
you
'cause
I
ain't
changed
up
The
O.G's
wanna
talk
but
I
don't
know
these
niggas
And
I
ain't
did
no
business
with
'em,
I
don't
owe
these
niggas
A
minute
of
my
time,
get
it
'cause
I
grind
All
across
the
globe
like
the
worlds
mine
Yeah!
Konvict!
Now
tell
me
have
you
ever
looked
up
in
the
distance
And
seen
a
mac
aimin'
at
your
head
man
Before
you
know
it,
life
is
flashin',
reminiscing
and
your
body
is
drippin'
and
full
of
lead
man
I
done
been
there
(uh
huh),
I
done
cocked
that
(uh
huh),
It
ain't
ever
been
a
question
about
that
Don't
go
there,
you'll
get
cocked
at,
and
if
you
plan
to
fuck
around
and
rewrite
that
You'll
never
catch
me
ridin'
around
on
these
streets,
without
a
couple
meta
pieces
under
my
feet
Fully
automatic
weapons
and
know
it
was
done
deeds
Smash
up
under
the
carpet
like
a
Tennessee
breeze,
but
50
don't
make
me
ride
on
these
niggas
(Hey)
'Cause
I
will
kill,
dip
and
hide
on
these
niggas,
50
don't
make
me
ride
on
these
niggas
'Cause
I
been
long
gone
like
the
ripper,
so.
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