Diddy feat. Mase - I'm No Killa (feat. Mase) текст песни

Текст песни I'm No Killa (feat. Mase) - Diddy , Mase



C'mon
Uh, you don't stop
See I'm all big Benzes, coupes and hummer trucks
Hoes don't really like me, I'm just somethin to fuck
What it gone take to make cats slow up
What I got to go back, pickin' four-four up
Leavin' the seen for teams, that gone make them throw up
I'm the reason, the witness don't never show up
You wanna be safe from Mase, give the safe to Mase
Neither judge or the jury, wanna take this case
One in your mouth, you don't know the rage I'm in
Matter fact, you don't know how mad you made my men
I got niggas at your moms house 8 a.m
And after they through with you, they go and blaze your men
You was ass way back then, should of laid you then
Grab a nigga out the building, Tre eight to his chin
Pull a bullet to his chest, that a change his wind
And don't care 'bout the pain he's in
I'm no killa, but you could make me one
I'm no thug, but you could make me one
I'm no hustler, but you could make me one
I'm no gangster, so don't make me one
I'm no killa, but you could make me one
I'm no thug, but you could make me one
I'm no hustler, but you could make me one
I'm no gangster, so don't make me one
What who would ever, ever, ever, make a nigga try me
What you think something tangy, 'bout Mase I see
What it take for blood to clog niggas IVs
For cats to sit back and think why me
Now why you, better yet how you
With the light skinned nigga, that get fount sky blue
Either all summer long, you been ducking Piru
A half y'all cats just scared to buy blue
With Mase your rival, Mase is liable
Put Blink beside you, then tape and tie you
And rape behind you, in the lake they find you
With no prints, cops can't trace what I do
Now your mother think her baby didn't deserve this shit
Well her baby shouldn't fuck, with a third of my brick
I got people that's payin', think they ain't concern with this
'Cause thinkin how could one bullet, burn like this
Put the word out, I want that black suburban hit
One think side of the story, from a Vibe journalist
When you dropped in a box, with worms on your wrist
Other niggas learn from this
I'm no killa, but you could make me one
I'm no thug, but you could make me one
I'm no hustler, but you could make me one
I'm no gangster, so don't make me one
I'm no killa, but you could make me one (c'mon)
I'm no thug, but you could make me one
I'm no hustler, but you could make me one
I'm no gangster, so don't make me one
Half these cats spit it don't even live it
And according to they digits, they all midgets
See me I rocks with it, six months shock bid it
I go up state see all my cats and count digits
You got guns, but never get knocked wit it
Cause if I'm stopped with it, the cops get it
I'm one of the few that talk about gators and got lizards
You got ice, but never go on the block with it
Jerk your work, and you gonna still rock wit it
I'll rapped till I'm clapped, like Big and Pac did it
Mase get his message from a lifer
He said shorty "I was young I was just like ya
Now I'm Illy with the best snipers
Did wheelies with the best bikers
Gettin' head from confessed dikers
Saddle thugs and that's just righteous"
Niggas don't want a war, niggas just hyper
Movin' off a motions, I'm no dude for commotion
Leave niggas bruised in the ocean
Neck broken, head open chest soakin'
Found him piece by piece, with the rest floatin'
I'm no killa, but you could make me one
I'm no thug, but you could make me one
I'm no hustler, but you could make me one
I'm no gangster, so don't make me one
I'm no killa, but you could make me one
I'm no thug, but you could make me one
I'm no hustler, but you could make me one
I'm no gangster, so don't make me one
I'm no killa, but you could make me one (yeah, don't make me one)
I'm no thug, but you could make me one (motherfucker, don't make me one)
I'm no hustler, but you could make me one (fuck what you heard, nigga)
I'm no gangster, so don't make me one (I'm gonna tell you wassup)
I'm no killa, but you could make me one (you can't stop me)
I'm no thug, but you could make me one (99)
I'm no hustler, but you could make me one
I'm no gangster, so don't make me one (I'm the gang motherfucker?)



Авторы: Mason Betha, Coptic


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