Kill 4 You

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Clay] Exclusive shit, strictly for the fam Me and my homie Bailz from Southwest Hustle straight up murder shit (DJ Clay) [Verse 1: DJ Clay & Bailz] I plug who you wanna plug, anybody can get it What? Give me the word and it's done You can stay on the block you ain't got to get up Man I got this one dog, man it's murder I love Look, it don't matter, we need to get 'em anyway Just make sure you ditch the whip don't forget the K One o'clock, two o'clock fuck it do it late Let 'em have it, let 'em get it right where you stay Okay, I got you, it's over It's nothing, it's easy, I'll do this I'm rollin' If I don't see him then I'm postin' Wait till he pulls up and leave him wet before he knows it Bang bang shoot 'em up that's the motto See how he feels when his body filled with hollows Shells hit the ground and he falls to his knees Hands on his chest and his back on the leaves Please I ain't worried about this bullshit Can't think about it anymore, I used the whole clip You know I did let go, bullets rip blood flow I don't think we gon' be hearing from him anymore [Chorus: Bailz & DJ Clay] Real niggas do real things Salute the fallen soldiers and the real OGs I kill if you kill if you'll only ride with me You feel how I feel then I know you'll die for me (DJ Clay!) Real killers do real things Salute the fallen soldiers and the real OGs I kill if you kill if you'll only ride with me You feel how I feel then I know you'll die for me [Verse 2: Bailz & DJ Clay] I'll murk who you wanna murk, anybody can get it my word Couple shot sprays on the curb You got it twisted this is what he earned Anything for the fam making bullets burn And I know what this dudes mama say (Where you at?) You got to go do this it's too touchy I can't I'll text you his address, do it like magic Make him disappear I don't want him coming back, yeah Care less for anybody I'ma handle it Black gloves, black mask, punk with the pistol grip Ran in the house popped off, missed a few kids Saw him running up the stairs so I put it to his ribs Okay I seen it on the News, they don't know who's the shooter They said one dead and there's two others wounded In daylight too, I don't know what you used But the bitch with the mic said it went right through Shit, you know I had to dish that It was hot, I loved that gun I had to ditch that You mean the one with the? (Yeah) With the all chrome? (Yeah) The one with all those? (Uh-huh?) With the extended? (I know) [Chorus: Bailz & DJ Clay] Real niggas do real things Salute the fallen soldiers and the real OGs I kill if you kill if you'll only ride with me You feel how I feel then I know you'll die for me Real killers do real things Salute the fallen soldiers and the real OGs I kill if you kill if you'll only ride with me You feel how I feel then I know you'll die for me